Birth story - Rose and baby Louie

Giving birth worried me for reasons that many people probably don't think about, but the whole time I was worried about being sick. I have emetaphobia, the fear of feeling or being sick. I got incredibly lucky with my pregnancy to not experience sickness, but wanted to give birth without medication as I didn't want anything to make me not feel well or in control.

It was 4am at 39 weeks + 6 days and I had woken up with a surging feeling up my back. I went downstairs to let my husband get some extra rest and felt that now familiar feeling that labour was underway. I had no indicators to show me it would be here, no show or anything. I used a hot water bottle on my back to help ride out the waves of what I was feeling. As things progressed it became evident it was going to be back labour, which I was terrified of. But my partner performing hip squeezes, as well as water therapy in the bath did wonders. There were even moments we danced in the living room to Sam Cooke, it helped pass the time!

We were approaching 22 hours of constant surges, finally with my show the hospital were happy for me to make my way in. This is where I really had to advocate for myself. Armed with my PBC birth plan I was assessed and found I had made it to 6cm all at home, we were delighted! We were led to a lovely dimly lit room with a pool ready for me to do my thing. My midwives studied my notes and went through all of my preferences and reservations. Especially when the last thing I wanted to do is talk, that plan helped tremendously.

I continued to experience surges in the pool whilst squatting and staying as upright as I could. At 34 hours I was finally ready to push, however 2 hours in it became evident I needed intervention. I was put on the bed and everything was explained to me. My team were amazing, so kind and allowed me to have control of pushing. I did receive an episiotomy, which is what it is. Although they are controversial, in my experience, it wasn't something I found traumatic or painful. With their help I was able to get the head out and 2 pushes later he arrived!

I'm so proud of what I did over those two days. Other than a 10 minute portion including a small procedure, I brought my boy in to the world unmedicated. I'm so proud of that and it's transformed the way I look at myself. Any labour carries strength, whether that's to ask for help when you're feeling vulnerable or making decisions for yourself. Plus, I wasn't sick!