When we found out we were expecting our third baby, the thought of another hospital birth scared the hell out of me. I’ve spent a lot of time in and out of hospitals during my adult life and I can honestly say I hate them. I understand their purpose and when I’ve been ill, the NHS has been an invaluable resource, however I am a horrid patient (just ask my mum and husband).
We had hoped to deliver in our local birth centre and up until around 33 weeks that was the plan. All until I made a call to set things up and take a tour only to be told that my BMI was too high for them to ‘allow’ me to birth there. A midwife I saw recommended that I contact our Senior midwife to discuss my options and threaten a home birth in the hope that they agree to the birthing centre as a happy medium. When she called me back, I was informed that I still wouldn’t be ‘allowed’ (I hate that word) to birth at the birthing centre and made us an appointment with a consultant at the hospital. By this point myself and Jonathan has discussed the possibility of a home birth. We attended an active birth workshop and came out of it very sure that this was the best option for us. Then I hit the internet looking for as much information as I could find about the risks and benefits of birthing at home. People thought we were mad. Some even suggested that we didn’t have our baby’s best interests at heart and that we were being selfish for not wanting to be surrounded by a medical team. After our meeting with the consultant we were even more adamant that a home birth was our best option. We knew the risks involved, but agreed that as long as my BMI was the only cause for concern, that we would go ahead.
On the morning of her birth (41+1) I went along to my midwife appointment to be told that baby’s heartbeat was a lot faster than normal and wasn’t coming down, so I was sent to the hospital to be monitored. While I was there there was all sorts of talk of induction etc, however while in the waiting room I noticed some twinges much like belly ache, but they were only lasting about 20 sec and 1 in 10/15 minutes, so I just figured it was the same thing I’d been having for the 2 weeks previous. After an hour on the monitor, the midwife was happy for me to go home as baby’s heart rate had come down. I was concerned that my midwife attending at home would panic at the heart rate and transfer me, but figured, go home and sort out the kids, cat etc and see what happens. In the car on the way home my pains were coming 1 in 4 minutes and were a lot stronger, but only lasting 20-30 seconds.