I’m writing this while it’s still fresh in my mind. I can’t wait to read back over this in a few years and reminisce. You read Henry’s birth story as well.
Anyway, Archer made his grand entrance on the 26th August 2016 at 11.47am by elective section. He weighed 8lb11 at 38+4 weeks gestation! I was already booked in for a section but not until Tuesday (30th). I came into the hospital on 25th because I’d been having reduced movements. I’d put it down to the heat but after a couple of days of feeling ‘lazy movements’, I decided I’d rather be better safe than sorry and went up to the hospital to have him monitored. I got strapped to the monitor at
At 2.10am, they let me go home. I had to drive home, knowing that I would wake my fiancé up with the news that we had to be at the hospital in less than 5 hours to have our baby! We also had to finish mine and Archer’s hospital bags, ring my mum (who lives an hour away) and say she needed to pick Henry up at
We got to the hospital at 7.15. They took us down to the room where we’d be waiting to go to the theatre. There was only one other lady having an elective section that day so I knew we wouldn’t be waiting long. The midwives came round and introduced themselves, took blood and gave me the lovely hospital gown. We met the surgeon and anaesthetists who would be delivering our beautiful baby boy. The woman in front of me went down just before
At around 11.10, we were taken down to the theatre. I had the cannula inserted and the spinal injection administered. Before we knew it, we were ready to start. The hospital had a camera attached to the light so we could watch Archie being delivered. After a lot of tugging and pressure, we saw them pull Archie out of my tummy and he started crying. They brought him around the curtain and we saw him properly..he was/is the spitting image of Henry when he was a newborn! My fiancé got to cut the cord and went over to watch him getting weighed and have the first cuddle. I almost passed out on the table as apparently
We had to have observations overnight to make sure we were both OK and had established breastfeeding. I finally had enough at around 4 pm on Saturday though and practically forced my way out of