So we booked the c-section for the 12th December - exactly 39 weeks. I had really bad back pain and heartburn (completely new symptoms) at week 38 and thought maybe this would lead into early labour but it didn’t - so alas, she came on the 12th as planned. The night before I had to take my anti sickness medicine and I couldn’t eat past 12am, midnight… considering we go to bed at 9:30 this was no issue for me, I just had dinner and went to bed, the thought of ploughing my mouth with cookies and all sorts right up until I physically could wasn’t going to happen, I was able to control myself and just skip breakfast - no biggie.
I had had my bag packed since 30 odd weeks so that was all ready to go, Luke packed his bag the night before and we made our way to the hospital as asked for 7:30am! Oscar got picked up by my Mum at 7am for a sleepover so we said our goodbyes and told him we would see him when we had the baby - he had no idea what we meant but still!
We were asked to wait downstairs before we got taken up and were sat with another couple. We both were in our pink dressing gowns with suitcases just sat by the vending machine like some strange girls sleepover was about to commence. We then got told to go upstairs and we would be shown our beds. All very surreal so far! We got shown to a room with four beds with paper curtains as dividers between each and there were 3 couples all booked in for sections that day. We didn’t know who was going first at that point but we did know they were all due to be before 12pm. We got comfy and they came around and gave us scrubs for Luke and a gown for me. Put on name tags round my wrist, put the sexy stockings on that reduce blood clotting (I had these last time) and asked me to get out two nappies that we would take down with me. We both sat staring at the nappies on the desk. Our baby is going to be wearing that nappy in a matter of hours!
The anaesthetist came round to introduce himself to us all one by one and explained what was about to happen. Funnily enough all three of us were having our second c-section, all our second child and all three of us having girls. So we all knew what to expect! All the midwives were very relaxed and jokey and put us at ease. And then they told us what order we were going in. It was like waiting to be picked for P.E. and no one wanted to go last. But, as the other two ladies must’ve been more high risk than me, we were last!
It was a strange set up as we sat and watched movies on the iPad. It was nice as there was no monitoring of the baby and no wires or cannulas put in yet, we were literally just chilling until it was our time to go. The first girl, who was opposite me, went first and we watched her bed get wheeled out and she walked beside it to theatre. She then came back about an hour and a half later with a crying baby. Instantly our ears pricked up and it all felt so real! I could see her through a gap in the curtain and she was being sick into a bowl while her partner held the baby but they both looked so happy! The baby was crying and I couldn’t hold it in, I started weeping too! I completely forgot that was about to me and was just being a complete fly on the wall in their moment!
They then took the second girl away to have her c-section so we anticipated she would come back with her baby and then it would be our turn but before she came back they told us to walk down! We had been watching This Is Us on Luke’s iPad so switched it off and off we went. I’d been texting my friends all morning all anticipating what time I would be going down so I quickly text them before putting my phone away like I was being naughty and about to sneak it into an exam or something!
We went in the room and Luke noticed we were in the same room that Oscar was born in! The atmosphere was completely different than when it was an emergency c-section (for obvious reasons) and at first there were just two nurses in the room. One of them was asking me a few questions confirming my details and had a huge lump in her mouth and was speaking funny, I didn’t take any notice incase she was born with it and she said, “Sorry I’m just eating a lemon bon bon”. I’M ABOUT TO HAVE SURGERY AND YOU’RE EATING A BON BON. Talk about laid back.
They asked if we knew what we were having and showed us a pink, pink and white and a yellow knitted hat and asked which we preferred. I went with pink because we are pink mad and then gave her the nappies we brought with us and she placed them in the cot with the hat. We both stared at it for a while thinking, wow she’s going to be in there in like, ten minutes!!
My biggest fear was the cannula and then the injection in my spine, but I just thought to myself COME ON LIV, you can do this. Bang, bang and they’re done then you can sit back and enjoy it as much as possible. Be strong! So I had my goofy hat on and was sat crouched over on the bed and the anaesthetist came over to put the cannula in. I stupidly looked at the needle which was massive so that wasn’t a great start. I asked Luke to come over so I could squeeze his hand and braced myself for what I remember to be a hideous, stabbing, continuous pain like someone trying to jam a screwdriver in the back of your hand. Nope, not this time, the needle glided in with a sharp scratch. In seconds. HOW LOVELY!
Next he had to put the anaesthetic in my back. Same as last time I had to hunch my back with my knees apart. The first needle did sting a bit, but nothing like I remember last time. And the needle that followed was equally as straight-forward. Neither of course were enjoyable, but no where near as bad as last time! And as that was all done it was time to lie down and get started!
This anaesthetist was quite fabulous with his cold spray… and wasn’t afraid to help himself to spraying my chest. I was taken back that he didn’t say ‘excuse me’ or ‘don’t mind me’ or something along those lines before he sprayed my nips but no he just went ahead. He was harmless so I didn’t mind. He’s just doing his job! Once we were sure I was numb the surgeons went ahead and cut me. I remember from my first section there was a lot of rummaging and tugging but this time it felt like it took a lot longer. Maybe because the baby was bigger or because they weren’t in a rush - probably both.
They let us film (from the curtain side) the whole procedure so we have it all on my phone, Summer being born! It’s so sweet and I’m actually so glad we have it. She came out and they peeped her over the curtain so we could see her and then took her over to the table to be cleared up! They then took my robe off at one side so my chest was out and put her on me for skin to skin. She had her face smooshed into my chest and was facing the other way so I couldn’t actually see her so Luke passed me the phone and I took a selfie! They then stitched me up, wrapped Summer up and gave her to Luke for a cuddle. Within minutes she started rooting and wanted the boob!! Girl knows what she wants.
It was so nice to be so happy and joyful in the delivery room. Nurses taking guesses of what she weighed, everyone making playful jokes and being happy for us. And the best bit - we got to leave with her!! It couldn’t have been more different to when Oscar was born. It was so lovely and I couldn’t have been more relieved. We then got transferred onto a ward to recover for a little while and she started breastfeeding straight away! When I had Oscar I had uncontrollable itching like a crack addict all around my face. None of that this time! Maybe a little itch on my lips but that was it.
She was here! Safe and sound. Easy peasy. And absolutely beautiful!