Voices about prolonged labour
”I HAD TO ENTER THE UNDERWORLD”
The water broke as a jumped off the bus on my way home from work, 4 works early. I called my husband at work and he became quite hysterical. My contractions started almost immediately, with only 2-3 minutes in between, almost from the start. But nothing happened. I did not open up as I should, inspite of being induced. We kept at it for almost 24 hours, I almost felt I did not care if I lived or was dead. She got stuck on the way out, the midwife fought like an animal…I went down to the Underworld to pick up my child, that is how I see it today. She was damaged afterwards, and spent a week in a respirator with jaundice. I was damaged too. It took us months to heal. I would have liked to have learned more about prolonged labour before giving birth. This came as a chock. But we have great bonds today me and my daughter, so it can be healed.
”I BECAME DISCONNECTED WITH MY OWN BODY AND LIFE FOR YEARS”
I went two weeks over the planned date. It was my first baby. After four days of labour and very little food, and hardly no sleep, I was exhausted. Now the midwife said I was opened enough and I should push. … ahhh ..no energy ..no force .. my mind and heart were totally disconnected .. I could not understand what to do or how to do it. All breathing technique learned were forgotten at this point.. .. nothing made sense at the moment. I remember hearing voices, explanations, distant talking, people telling me what to do .. I also remember somebody turning the baby in some way – another incredible pain moment. Afterwards they forgot my epidural needle in my back, which gave me enormous pain again. I felt surreal and in chock, and could not connect to my baby. Yes, I became an Absent Mother. I became disconnected with my own body and life for years.
”LIKE A DOOR HITTING ME IN THE BACK”
My delivery started off quite normally, with smaller aches and pains first at home. As the water broke we were off to the hospital. I remember cars bumper to bumper outside the car window and darkness. The contractions started coming more regularly. Then they stopped. An hour passed, I remembered people in the room, looking at me with concern, then I got induced intravenously. It was like a door hitting me in the back. That was how strong the contractions were, and I found it hard to follow them. I gave birth to my child in some sort of chaos, but what an experience that was. I am so proud of myself for managing-I never thought I would.