Suz Birth story

We have another story for you today. We have Suz & baby Elliotts birth story- go check out her blog at

I was unsure what to expect with this being my first baby. I pretty much thought that I would go into hospital push a baby out and be home the next day.

That was pretty much the outcome, but wasn’t that easy!

I never made a birth plan as I didn’t know what I wanted. And I didn’t want to write “no epidural” in case I was in immense pain and I had signed my pain relief away!

I never went to any birthing classes or breast feeding classes – I never wanted to breastfeed, I wasn’t breastfed and it didn’t do me any harm!

So I was pretty much living off of lots of Internet forums and forever googling the symptom I thought I was experiencing! I never did have a broken pelvis! Hahaha!

Anyway, my pregnancy was pretty good, I have no complaints. I had morning sickness at night time for a couple of weeks and horrendous heartburn from 6 months +! I had a constant supply of gaviscon stashed away in cupboards and even one in my handbag! But other than that I was fine, healthy and for me my pregnancy went way too fast!

My due date was the 15th June 2014.

On the 13th June 2014, I woke up at 6:30am to the feeling that I needed to wee. I went to the toilet and I felt that my pee went on forever. Not thinking anymore of it, I went back to bed.
At about 9:30am while having my breakfast I felt wet “down there” a little too wet.
I called Jordan to say I think my water were leaking and thinking back maybe my waters did go while I was on the toilet early in the morning. He told me to ring the hospital and see what they say.

I wasn’t in labour and I knew they wouldn’t want to see me urgently, so I went for a shower, shaved EVERYTHING, and did my hair and make up – I mean if I was going to be going into hospital I want to look and feel my best!
Although while doing my make up I had a call from Jordan asking what the hospital had said, when I said I hadn’t call them, he pretty much shouted at me to phone them. So I did.

They didn’t want to see me unless I felt contractions. But they did say as my waters had broken and incase of infection they would like to see me 12 hours after they had broken which was 6:30pm.

We went to the hospital at 6:30pm although we couldn’t find the maternity unit and had to google map the hospital! I’m glad I wasn’t in full blown labour as I’m pretty sure Jordan and I wouldn’t be together today! Haha!
We found it eventually. And as I wasn’t in labour and was having no contractions I could go home and wait for it all to happen.
But if I had no contractions by 8am on the 14th June – they would induce me to reduce the risk of infection.

We went home – but not before stopping for a McDonald’s! I didn’t think this would be my last meal for nearly 24 hours.

At about 11pm I was awoken by a very bad pain, I can’t describe the pain but I had my phone in my hand timing my contractions (I was told to come back to the hospital when they were 2 minutes apart) they were very irregular – that was until about 1pm when I was out of the bed on my tiptoes holding onto the headboard, door handle, heater anything that I could grip!
Jordan called the hospital and they said to bring me in.

This was when it hit me that we’re having a baby. The next time we were to come home we were going to be a family of 3!

When we got to the hospital we were ushered to a birthing room with a bed for me – and the baby!
By now I was crying in pain and I couldn’t sit still. I was told to take gas and air whenever I felt a contraction – this didn’t work for me, it made me feel sick and have me a banging sore head so I didn’t use it (although the midwife kept on telling me to use it despite me telling her this)

Because I was in quite a lot of pain she suggested a bath.
I didn’t pack a swimming costume or anything as I hadn’t planned on going in any water so I went all naked on the midwives!
The bath was lovely, warm and relaxing – until a contraction came!
The water got pretty cold quickly and I wanted out (I’m not a bath person!)
But quickly I realised that the water made the pain less sorer. After saying that to the midwife she ran me the water birthing pool.

I went into it and again it was lovely, but this time the contractions were horrendous and I was splashing round like a whale! The midwife never stayed in the room with me and just checked on me every hlg hour or so, but everytime she entered the room and saw I was in pain she would say ‘just do what your body’s telling you to do’ but I didn’t know what my body wanted to do – it certainly didn’t want to push!

I was in the birthing pool for a good 2 hours then it was midwife shift change and I got a new midwife who asked if I had been checked down there recently, I hadn’t, and she said would I mind her checking.

This was about 7am the following day and when she finished her checks she asked if I wanted to know how far I’ve dilated. I did. I was 4cm. FOUR CENTIMETRES!!! I thought I was ready o push that baby out of me! It was at this point I gave up. I cried really hard.

This was when she said she thought my baby would be here at 6pm that day. At 7am this is something you don’t want to hear while you cannot sit still with the amount of pain you’re going though!
She suggested a shot of morphine to take the edge off – although with this I wasn’t allowed back in the pool until it had worn off. And at that point the water was the only thing making the pain a little less sore.
Then she said I could have an epidural.
I was unsure of what to do but in my head I kept saying ‘my baby will be here at 6pm, I can’t do this for that long’
I called my mum who was on her way – she was one of my birthing partners along with Jordan. She said if it was the thought of the epidural it would only be 10 mins of pain and then I would feel nothing. And nothing sounded pretty good to me right now. It was then when I was shouting at Jordan to go tell the midwife I wanted an epidural!

I was whisked up stairs and into a room.
It was then when I needed the toilet, now that was a very sore experience. I had a contraction as soon as I sat down and howled in pain! I couldn’t stand up as I wa scared it would happen again! A midwife came and got me and ushered me to the room.

It was about 8:30am and the doctor came in to insert the IV in my hand. She saw how wriggly I was and said that the epidural nurse would do it. – I’m unsure if she was a trainee.

The epidural nurse came and instantly put me to ease, laughing and joking and was just a lovely woman.
She did everything to the timing of my contractions and I felt absolutely zero, nada. Didn’t feel the IV going in, didn’t feel the epidural going in. It was bliss.

I was told to lie on my back and push a button for an extra shot of whatever pain relief it releases.
As soon as I did I couldn’t feel my legs and it was amazing! No more pain, no more agony. I was at peace.

So much so and hour later I was reading a magazine that my mum had brought up!

Because we hadn’t been home to feed the cat and in my mind I was still having a baby 6pm,at about 12 noon I asked the midwife if Jordan could go home (he wanted to nip home and get a shower and feed the cat) she said that was fine. My mum was there regardless.

She said she would check me down there at 12:30pm. And when she did she was very shocked and said she could see the head!!!
Say whaaaaat??!! I’ve just sent Jordan away!

So my mum tried to call him an he had just stepped foot in the door. So he turned around and headed back to the hospital!

The midwife said that she would have to instruct me to push so it wasn’t too bad and said I would start pushing about 1:30pm – giving Jordan plenty of time to get in and settled!

1:30pm came and I was surrounded by the midwife, Jordan and my mum.
I was told to push – although I had no idea what I was doing! I couldn’t feel a thing! I had to wait until a contraction came and the midwife instructed to try and do a poo…
I obviously was doing something right as 2 pushes later out popped my little baby!!

I had a little baby boy laid on my chest at 2:01pm!

That’s when we all met little tiny Elliott! And life has been amazing since!


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