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Well I was 11 days overdue and went into hospital at 8 am on 27th July to be induced. I was monitored but baby was moving a lot and they couldnt get a good reading. Then the Dr went to the Theatre and there were more excuses to follow.. They said they were busy on labour ward so if I was induced they couldnt take me down.
At 4pm the midwife suggested that nothing would be done and I could go home and come back next morning.
I didnt really want to go home to come back (but nor did I want to stay in) as it was stressful enough going in that morning!!
Anyway I told DH to go home about 6:30 ish as there was no point us just hanging around and I could get some peace and watch TV.
The night staff came on at 9pm. I didnt think that they would do anything that night but she came in about 10ish and said there would be a Dr round shortly to have a look at me and a first time mum.
The lady Dr came at 11:45 ish and said I was 2cm dilated and gave me the induction gel. I was then monitored for an 1hr and then went to Sleep. I managed to sleep til about 2:40 ish but was woken by the other woman snoring (it was worse than being at home with DH!)
I had pains in my tummy but not too unbearable. At 4ish I rang for the midwife and had some paracetamol then they werent going. Im still not sure if they were actually contractions or pains from the gel. At 5am I was in the bath but it didnt really do much for me.
At 5:30 I was being monitored again but I had to stand up as the pains were every couple of mins and I just had to be up standing and holding my belly.
At 6:15 ish the midwife said she would ring labour ward to see whether I should be moved down or not. At 6:30 she rang DH to come in and I was moved down to labour ward.
I went straight onto gas and air and time just went out of the window. It did feel like an eternity to be honest but it was all over with by 7:19am!! DH arrived just before 7am and this time I swore at him.
I was in agony with my back and wanted it rubbing and it felt like he was tickling it so I said "Stop tickling me.F*ckin rub it" and then all of a sudden I got an urge to push. It was a very weird feeling, like a big ball was coming out which I guess was the sack. My waters hadnt broken and although she said she could do I couldnt have beared to have lay down to have it done. I remember DH said come on you are doing well to which I said "stop f*ckin patronising me" and after 3 pushes it was over and 10lbs Harry Charles had arrived.
It was a totally different experience to No 1 and at this moment in time Im saying NO MORE but hey, who knows..