In my attempt to go over 42 weeks (despite UCLH hospital protocols and the likes), we went to have a check and the 3rd sweep at the post dates clinic on Monday, 6th. This is when they found out that the amniotic fluid had diminished. The consultant admitted that one of the sweeps could have caused a little whole and the leakage. Well, thanks for that! After a whole day of sitting around and waiting for scan appointments etc., I had to stay and finally agreed to be induced. The cost of a natural water birth seemed to be too high when paid for with a health threat for our unborn daughter.
Posts Tagged ‘post term’
Post Dates Clinic III – The final chapter
Filed under: London, Mummy stuff | Tags: baby, birth, induction, labour, little L, London, midwife, NHS, post dates clinic, post term, pregnancy, UCLH
Finally there
Filed under: London, Mummy stuff | Tags: baby, family, induction, labour, little L, post term, pregnancy
After exactly 42 weeks, and when the hospital decided to keep me in for induction after a check rather then letting me go home, my waters broke all by themselves and little L began her journey towards us.
Post Dates Clinic II
Filed under: London, Mummy stuff, Pregnancy | Tags: big M, little L, London, midwife, NHS, post dates clinic, post term, pregnancy, UCLH
To my own surprise, I slept like a baby the night before our dreaded Post Date Clinic appointment. Apparently Big M soaked up all my frustration and my anxieties, as he was rolling from one side to the other and muttering in his sleep. Honestly, I think I would have gone mad by now, if he wasn’t at my side.
Post term baby, post dates clinic and pre birth trauma
Filed under: Illustrations, Mummy stuff, Pregnancy | Tags: induction, labour, midwife, NHS, post dates clinic, post term, pregnancy
Welcome to week #42. My pregnancy will be officially considered post term as of tomorrow, which is why I am booked in for the ‘Post Dates Clinic’. And I am getting very tense about it. Only reading about the tests they usually run makes me feel sick and scared stiff. To add insult to injury, the online pregnancy calendar I have been following sends me congratulations on my newborn baby.
London mum and wannabe illustrator. On a mission to find a decent way into motherhood without losing herself. 