Wednesday, 13 August 2008

Happy Birthday Beatrice!


Baby Beatrice is one week old today! And blimey has that week flown by... and she's changing so quickly. She already regained her birth weight a couple of days ago and is quickly piling on the grammes, so much so that the maternity nurse commented that Flo must be lactating cream rather than milk!

Already she is aware of her environment and focusing on people's faces when they pop by to visit. She's practising her smile quite regularly (she's going to be a bit of a charmer I think) and apart from last night, her feeding routine has been perfect, at about every three hours and even managing to go four or five hours through the night already!

There has been one disappointment though. Last week I made an agreement with her that she'd only do number ones when it's my turn to change her nappy. However, today she broke our agreement with a carrot soup of a poo! She seemed to find it amusing though...

Friday, 8 August 2008

The Beatrice birth story

Flo woke me at 3 am on Wednesday 6th August, having already spent an hour enduring the start of her contractions. We knew that baby Beatrice was on her way.

At around 6 am the contractions were lasting about one minute with three to four between each one; it was time to call the hospital! They instructed us to come to the maternity ward where they'd be waiting for us, but we took our time as we both had a shower and sat and had breakfast together before loading the car with the bags that Flo had packed weeks in advance.

We arrived at the hospital just after 8 am and got settled into our delivery room. After being introduced to the midwife and nurse, it was time for Flo to get examined; we were a little disappointed that she was only 3.5 cm dilated, but otherwise everything looked fine. We were given a choice of either returning home or staying at the hospital, but neither of us contemplated returning home for a second...

It was a tough morning for Flo. The contractions gradually became stronger and by 10 am I'd hooked her up to the TENS machine. I think we were both a little sceptical of this device, but it proved to certainly take the edge off the contractions. However, they were still obviously painful and the lack of sleep was not helping Flo's pain tolerance. So when we discovered around midday that dilation was still at only 5 cm and that the rate of dilation was currently only 0.5 cm/hour and at this rate Flo would only be fully dilated by evening, we elected to have an epidural in hope that it would enable Flo to rest a couple of hours before the final push.

By 4 pm Flo was fully dilated and the registrar broke her waters. However, her contractions slowed right down and by 5 pm she was administered some oxytocin to encourage the contractions that are necessary for delivery. Her epidural rate was also halved, since Flo needed to be able to feel when the contractions were coming.

Just before 6 pm Flo was ready to push. There had been a shift change in the gynaecology ward and the new registrar was excellent! She took her time to explain and show to Flo what was required and Flo did extremely well listening and responding to the directions from the registrar and the nurse. The delivery was really quick, especially for a first born, taking only twenty minutes.

I felt really privileged seeing our daughter enter into the world. It's not a pretty sight, but it is nonetheless remarkable and I admit to a a few tears rolling down my cheek once I saw her little face. It's an experience that I hope to never forget and one that I'll always cherish.

One of things that we'd requested from the midwife is that the baby be placed on Flo's chest and left to "baby crawl". The nurse later told Flo that they were very touched by our delivery and that it somehow felt special and perhaps this is why they felt confident and relaxed enough to let little baby Beatrice lie on Flo's chest for more than hour before they took her to be weighed and measured. During that time, we watched our little daughter develop her feeding instinct and trying to move towards Flo's breast. We both think that this experience has helped Beatrice tremendously in her feeding as she has since had no troubles latching on and breast feeding.

At 6:15 pm on Wednesday 6th August 2008, we became the proud parents of Beatrice Dorothy Corcutt, weighing in at 3.57 kg and 53 cm in length. She is a beautiful, healthy girl and we're both very much in love with her!

Wednesday, 6 August 2008

Forty-one weeks...


...and along comes Beatrice Dorothy.

Monday, 4 August 2008

Another visit to the midwife

The midwife asked me this afternoon what I was still doing there. I thought that was a rhetorical question.

She gave me a membrane sweep. While internally examining me, she "sweeped" a finger around the neck of my womb. This is as unpleasant as it sounds.... The aim is to separate the membranes around the baby from the cervix. This releases hormones called prostaglandins, which may kick-start labour.

Or it may not. None of the other very good suggestions have kick-started anything so far. So we wait and keep you all waiting too! :-)

Friday, 1 August 2008

40w2d and still pregnant

Today I went out for lunch with two girls I met at our pregnancy class. At 38,39 and 40 weeks pregnant we turned out to be a bit of an attraction walking down the street.

Over lunch we discussed the methods of bringing on labour. The basics, like eating fresh pineapple, drinking raspberry leaf tea, having sex or eating hot curries. One of the girl's friends had four cups of raspberry leaf tea and went into labour the same night. Exclamation mark! The friend was convinced this did the trick.

We were not so sure. Actually, we all agreed that by lack of randomised trials with raspberry leaf tea, you might as well have three cups of Earl Grey tea or one cup of Yak tea if you happen to live in Mongolia the day you go into labour. Babies tend to come when they are good and ready.

On an another note, according to this article, more babies are born during the week than during the weekend, with a statistically high number of children being born on Tuesdays. The lower staff levels of hospital maternity wards in hospitals and maternity centres had an effect on the timing of births.

There was me thinking how smart it is of babies to wait for when there is more medical staff around (and a bit of 'oh no, will I have to wait until after the weekend?'). Where of course the simple (and slightly boring) explanation is that most medical procedures are scheduled on... right... Tuesdays.

Any guesses what day this baby will get here?