My Induction Birth Story: A Tale Of The Unexpected
Every birth is different, which is why it’s so fascinating reading moms’ birth stories. This time, Bróna English shares the story of her son Oisin’s birth with us:
This story has taught me a life lesson that some things in life cannot be planned. Throughout my life I have always been an organised person. I like to plan the future whether it be for tomorrow or next year, I have always had something to work towards achieving.
After a long nine months, my bags were packed with everything but the kitchen sink, my house was scrubbed from top to bottom and the Moses basket was waiting to be filled by a newborn.
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My due date was the 12th of January 2017. However, on the 23rd of December my consultant made the decision to bring me in for induction on Wednesday the 28th due to pregnancy complications.
My husband and I arrived to admissions at 6am and were brought up to the ward fairly promptly. The midwife ran some checks on me, and the baby. All was good to proceed with the induction. So at about 8am my doctor gave me a pessary and then the waiting game commenced. We waited and waited … and waited!
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Early labour ward
Women were coming and going all around me. There was a lot of groaning, crying, cursing, and screaming. However, there were no sounds from me. Well maybe that’s a lie, there were a few tears and definitely some cursing but I didn’t experience one single contraction.
I went to all the antenatal classes. I went to pregnancy yoga. I bought a tens machine, essential oils, hypno-birthing books and apps. I had my birth plan set out. I had high expectations. I wanted a natural vaginal birth.
Thursday morning came, and my consultant recommended a C-section but I begged for them to try the induction again. They gave me another pessary and tried to break my waters. I walked, I bounded, I did everything I could but another day passed and still no baby. So the decision was made to do an emergency C-section.
On Friday the 30th of December at 3pm, I was taken down to theatre with my husband. He went off to get a surgery gown etc, up while I was given a spinal anesthetic. I have never been so scared in all my life. Nurses make the worst patients, so I’m sure I was awful but my midwife Gráinne was so lovely. She held my hand and reassured me. My legs went numb and my husband was brought in.
The C-section was very surreal. I could feel tugging and pulling but it wasn’t painful. To be honest, the surgery was a blur. My blood pressure dropped and I lost consciousness for a couple of minutes.
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Then at 15.56pm, my beautiful son Oisín was born. He was placed on my chest for a second. I was overcome by a combination of exhaustion, emotion and relief. I got no warning and began to vomit. My poor husband nearly caught it in his hand! I was then looked after and stitched back up.
My husband was given our son while I was taken to recovery. After what felt like an eternity, I finally got to hold my son! From that moment, my life changed forever. He is my world and reason for living every single day.
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It has taken over a year to deal with my feelings of failure and guilt. I felt my C-section was a surgical procedure and not a birth experience. However, after counselling and working on ways to deal with flashbacks I now believe it may be far from the birth I had hoped for, but I carried him for nine months and the way he came into the world doesn’t matter. He is happy, healthy and my greatest achievement yet.
There may be many women who would disagree with me but if I am lucky to ever have another child I will not have a birth plan. It doesn’t matter what way you bring life into this world – all mothers are amazing!
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