I did want to try and tweet my way through my labour and document it in this way but the contractions were pretty much there as soon as I woke up and I didn't really get chance to use my phone despite it being next to me all along whilst I was wiggling around the floor. Did make me smile when I saw lovely messages pop up on my screen, but then of course another contraction would just pop along so then it was back to my floor dancing. I half expected to see my twitter stream when looking back full of cursing and rants about labour pain, think I was good and only dropped in a a couple of naughty words - so maybe it was lucky I didn't tweet as much as I had planned.
This tweet I sent just before going to bed, I didn't realise until I looked at the time on this tweet that I went to bed so late. I thought I went to bed at a decent time, no wonder I was so tired. I was up a few hours later, so I was right with saying 'maybe in the early hours'.
Ha, turned out I just needed the toilet (too much info? - well tough it's my blog!) and that, that pushing sensation went after that. This tweet just reminds me that the pain was pretty intense from the moment I woke up. She did arrive quickly after being called.
I realized that all the lovely people I had been exchanging tweets with over this pregnancy/last couple of weeks would be asleep. I guess this is one reason I casted the phone aside, gesh - you guys just had to be asleep when I was starting didn't you.
Love the fact that favourited this, she's due her next baby in just a few weeks time. I love the fact too that I did the typical thing of screaming that I didn't want to do this, bit too difficult to go back and change that. Though of course he was totally worth it.
It's lucky she didn't break my waters anyway as he had pooed in them, and she said said that if they had popped any earlier then I would of been taken into hospital.
Might of helped if I had my TENs on right (see my birth story) then that might of took away the pain much more but I doubt it would of had much difference. Over two hours they just increased in pain and became more unbearable.
So I started on the gas and air about a hour before he was born, see it was handy tweeting because it's helped build a time frame in my head when I did things like start on the entonox.
Again would of probably helped more if I had used it right, though was still a godsend and I see that I was still using it right up until I gave birth.
After Dylan was born at 7.20am, we were taken into hospital. I didn't get chance to share any news until that evening when I shared a photo my sister in law has taken of that gorgeous little foot of his. I guess then onwards my tweets were all about our stay in hospital and I think I'll look back at these to help piece together those 6 days I spent there. Most of it was spent with me being in blurry state so trying to remember my son's first days has been a little difficult.