To paraphrase Yeats:
All is changed, changed utterly,
A wonderful beauty is born…
Life for us will never be the same again, because our amazing baby girl is here at last. It felt like we waited for her forever…we found out that we were expecting a year to the day after we started trying for a baby. We were expecting a May baby! due on the 21st although the midwife said she would be surprised if she wasn’t early. Well, our little girl had other ideas…
On Sunday, the first day of July, the midwife visited us at home to try and hurry the baby along. When she took my blood pressure, it was high, so she phoned the day assessment unit who asked us to go in for monitoring, so off we went.
After an hour or so we were told we could probably go home, but a dr had to sign us off first, and we might have to wait an hour for the dr to be free. 6 hours later, at half past midnight, the dr came, and said rather than going home, he was admitting us and inducing the baby. They found us a bed some time later, and at 3am our induction journey started.
I will skate over the details, but it was a long, long process which I found to be painful, and unfortunately after 3 days of interventions and induction, we were no closer than when we started.
On Wednesday morning, we were advised that we would need a Caesarean section, and that we would have priority in theatre. There were a few emergencies, but at about 1:45 we walked into theatre.
It’s a small world, as I discovered-my surgeon was the son of a lady I used to work with in the library! They delivered our baby girl surprisingly quickly, and when they passed her to us we fell in love instantly. She is the image of her daddy, and just perfect.
It takes quite a long time to be stitched up afterwards (I’m the event I was stapled!) and then our new little family went off to recovery, where we had our first feed, and from there went back to our room.
Everything was perfect, until I suddenly felt sick. I don’t remember anything else, but I suddenly developed eclampsia and had a series of fits. I was so lucky as Carl was in the room and hit the emergency button. From what I understand, he probably saved my life. I was so lucky, and after 2.5 hours I was stabilised, but because it was late at night, they did not have enough specialist staff to care for me if there was another emergency, so I had to go to another ward, without my baby.
I now know that as part of the treatment I had a massive dose of Valium, so I was very confused and didn’t really know what had happened. I just missed my baby desperately and was devastated I couldn’t be feeding her. Happily the next morning we were back together, although it was a few days before I could feed her again.
And then the recovery process started. To begin with it was so hard, I couldn’t pick up the baby, I couldn’t feed her or change her, and Carl even had to feed me.
But bit by bit, things got better, and finally, a week after we arrived, we were discharged and allowed to go home. I have an awful lot of medication, and I have been told to think in terms of months rather than weeks in terms of being fully recovered. But all I can think is how very, very lucky I am, not only to be here, but to be here with a baby girl of my very own.
So, dearest friends, I would like to introduce Jessica Jane Marie. I can’t believe we made her, that she is here, and we get to keep her!