After visiting the midwife today I realised that the day I have been waiting for over the past nearly 10 months is actually right on my doorstep. What does this mean for me? It means I need to be prepared. Like the Scout I was when I was younger. Okay, better than the Scout I was. A great deal better 🙂
So what do I need to be prepared with? Let’s see (and if anyone has anything to suggest, I am glad to hear it)…
So tonight I started to write my plan. There is a sketchy outline of things you need to think about in the Personal Maternity Record pregnant ladies are given, so I followed that. The last time I had my plan written by the Consultant of Midwives which certainly helped. This time I’m on my own. So here goes. The orange parts are what I’ve written for the midwife, the purple bits are my comments.
Labour Companions: Gavin Jones. Due to my blood pressure issues I would prefer no students as I am already very anxious and people talking about me makes me more so. I know that people need to learn, but the thought of people talking about me like I am a medical subject whilst I am in the most (rewarding) agonising pain of my life is not something I want for this birth.
Monitoring Baby: I would like to be as mobile as possible and so if continuous fetal monitoring is necessary, I am very happy to have it. Usually you have belly bands if you are on the bed, but last time as I was mobile these weren’t working and kept slipping and so Jensen had a little electrode fixed to the top of his head to keep a track of his heart rate. I wasn’t keen on this when I heard about it at first in my NCT class, since it does cut the top of baby’s head being affixed, but I would rather a little cut than lose track of his heartrate. I did find it so exciting that my midwife was touching my baby’s head before I had even seen him though ~ he’d been a kind of abstract concept before that; I knew he was in there, but her touching him amazed me.
Coping with pain: I would like to be mobile and I would prefer not to be touched, coached or reassured unless I ask for help. Noise makes me deal with pain worse. I prefer to ignore people and not think about anything but the pain disappearing. I would like Entonox but nothing that will cross the placenta. Entonox is gas and air. It doesn’t do much for the pain but it makes you feel like you could care a little less about it. It’s like a snorkel piece that you put in your mouth attached to a canister the size of the one Jaws bites down on in the film.
Options for Labour and Delivery: I would like a managed 3rd stage. This involves having an injection in the thigh when your baby is delivered, to stem any heavy bleeding and enable the placenta to deliver easier. I had this last time.
After Birth: I would like our baby handed to be straight away. If everything seems fine, I would like a delayed cord cutting until the pulsing subsides, with Gavin cutting the cord. I would like to see my placenta afterwards. I would like to breastfeed. I would like our baby to have the vitamin K injection. Vitamin K can be given orally over a period or instantly in injection form to your baby. I chose injection in case he vomits afterwards or I can’t get him to take it orally. I hope to delay the cord cutting for the health benefits to Seahorse and I saw Jensen’s placenta and I can’t wait to see Seahorse’s. They are amazing pieces of work.
Induction/Slow Progress: I’m happy to have my waters broken. I will take advice on paths to take if the progress of my labour is slow. It looks as though I am being induced so I can’t really say no. So long as Seahorse is happy, I am happy.
Fears: I have a fear of assisted delivery and medication. If at any time I need either of these, I would like to be awake and with my husband. This isn’t just me being brave. I am terrified of those forceps or whatever else they have in their arsenal and I will push with everything I’ve got and then some to try and avoid intervention.
So that’s about everything they ask to know. I’m hoping for a quiet, non-touchy, normal labour that I can get through by myself (with Gavin’s help, and he really is a help in there. Last time I clung to him like my life depended on it at times) and be proud of. I’m getting used to the idea of induction now ~ I’m still sad that he might not get to choose his own birthday and that I won’t get to find out when he would naturally have decided to come into our world, but as long as he’s safe, I’m one very happy, very lucky, very excited Mamma. I can’t wait to meet you, Seahorse.