I can honestly say that the past week has been the most traumatic of my life so far. Whilst I tried to remain positive throughout my whole hospital stay, I did also have lots of tears and wobbles. I was almost going to be sent home yesterday but they decided to keep me in another night which I was surprisingly really pleased about. I wasn’t ready to go home because what if anything happened.. I wouldn’t say I’m an anxious person normally but I think with what has happened it’s going to make me on edge a little bit more. I guess that’s understandable given the circumstances. I have been reassured that the hospital are only a phone call away and I know all the possible symptoms and signs I need to be wary of.
I always think people are so quick to complain but don’t necessarily give positive feedback on positive experiences. Maybe I’m wrong but I actually want to take the time to thank all the incredible staff at Hinchingbrooke hospital. I honestly cannot wait to have our baby at Hinchingbrooke and I actually feel excited about it. The team are absolutely amazing and I know that I’m going to be in safe hands whether I have a natural delivery, planned caesarean or with any other curve balls that (hopefully won’t) get thrown in our direction. Saying that, I would obviously like Baby C to continue cooking until much nearer my due date but if anything was to happen sooner than anticipated I don’t feel as fearful as I maybe would have before my stay.
I’m not going to lie, everything sort of merged into a big long day. I didn’t know what day it was most of the time and I couldn’t remember the days and times things had happened either. It was all a bit blurry. However, one thing that I can remember was how safe I felt and how the staff went above and beyond for me to feel this way. Not just the midwives, the doctors and my consultant (Erik Leyva) to. Given the hierarchy of the hospital, I saw my consultant twice in the five days I was there, it could have been chance but I hadn’t expected this so it was nice to see a familiar face. When I have my appointment with him Thursday, it’ll be nice for him to remember me and know what I have been through because he has been there at key points of my stay. I’ll just have to try and forget that he’s seen my nooni twice when I have to look him in the eye. People say your dignity goes out the window when you have a baby, although I don’t have the baby here yet, I definitely lost just a little bit of dignity ha! Not in a way that I was made to feel uncomfortable, it’s just that you go beyond caring who see’s what and when I guess!
My sister-in-law Charlotte, is going to university in September to train to be a midwife. I was obviously telling everyone this because, well, why not eh! It’s exciting and I know she’s going to be amazing! I also know she would love a placement at Hinchingbrooke so I was trying to do my bit and tell anyone who would listen haha (sorry not sorry). Charlotte also volunteers at a breastfeeding support group on a Tuesday so knows a couple of the midwives. Charlotte had let her friend Debbie know that I was in hospital and Debbie took the time to introduce herself and come and see me. If that’s not exceeding any expectation, I don’t know what is! How nice of Debbie (and Charlotte for letting Debbie know I was in)! She took the time to answer all of the questions we had and even drew us a diagram to help me understand my placenta situation a bit clearer. I also met Lynne who teaches the first years at Anglia Ruskin university who was also lovely, she spent loads of time with Michael and I. I also, had to tell her about Charlotte and said how much she’d love to be placed here haha!! I mean Charlottes probably going to die of embarrassment when she starts because all the staff will know her – all thanks to me 😝
I also met Dr Nick from the NICU unit (I know I mentioned this in my last blog already). This again was so nice to meet the Doctor who could potentially be caring for our baby. He didn’t scare me with anything he said, he was just very reassuring that if he was to come early that he would be in safe hands. He also cared for Claire when she had her little boy premature so i had mentioned Claire and he knew who she was straight away. Claire is one of my friends (Vicky who is also pregnant) friends but we have met several times now. Also, a thanks to Claire for sending lots of advice whilst I was in hospital. It’s been nice to speak with someone who has had a bumpy ride with a success story! So yes, it was top service for sending Doctor Nick over, so thank you. The ten minute chat really reassured me and made a difference to the worries I had. Although, we don’t hope to meet him again ha – sorry Nick!
One of the times I was on the labour ward, I had the lovely Karen as my midwife. She was so attentive and checked up on me all the time just to make sure I was ok! Apart from when she popped off for an hour or so to deliver a baby… how dare she ha! No just kidding! I almost forgot I was on the labour ward and that is the purpose of being there – having a baby!! Again, Karen answered all the questions we had and spoke through everything so clearly so we understood. She also came to wish me good luck at the end of her shift. I know that seems so small, but I thought it was so lovely of her to come and say goodbye rather than just switching over and leaving which I guess is normal protocol. I’m going to call it five star standards, that’s for sure.
I also can’t go without saying a thank you to Kira, I went to school with Kira and I knew she worked at Hinchingbrooke. She’s really good friends with Paige (bridesmaid Paige) so it was lovely to see a familiar face. I had joked to Paige previously saying it’d be just my luck that Kira ends up down my lady parts delivering Baby C but actually I would totally be fine with that! Kira looked after me when I was moved back over to the labour ward yesterday (or the day before oops) and it was so lovely to have a bit of a catch up in general. She really made me feel at ease and it was lovely to have a little life catch up – it really took my mind off of the stress.
Last night (15th March), I was really emotionally wobbly and the poor midwife (Lucy) came in to introduce herself and I had a mini melt down – oops! She sat on the end of the bed and spent so much time speaking to me and reassuring me. I literally aired my worries about going home, feeling like I was just waiting for something bad to happen etc. I was also worried because of how active Baby C was, I know it sounds ridiculous but I was worried he was distressed. She said something really lovely that I will remember forever. She firstly reassured me that a moving baby is a happy baby and then went on to say that Baby C probably knows I’ve been having a rough time and is just being extra wiggly as if to say ‘Don’t worry, I’m ok Mummy’. Oh god, I’m tearing up writing this. But how lovely was that, what a lovely way to look at it. She also said that if I’m worried, we can put a plan in place to try and reduce this – even if it’s just popping in to be checked and monitored. It felt so nice to voice my worries and I had the best nights sleep. I really can’t thank Lucy enough, to her she may just be doing her job, but to me it was exactly what I needed at that time.
So Hinchingbrooke now don’t offer a hospital tour (I think they were one of the only ones that were still doing them anyway) but I think we certainly had ours! I think I visited four rooms in the labour ward and I had three bays in the lilac ward – all in 5 days! It’s nice to know I will feel completely safe having Baby C at Hinchingbrooke Hospital and I think I’ve probably met half the staff there already ha! I’m feeling really happy (and ready) to be home and I know that the hospital are just a phone call away.
I have a midwife appointment Monday with the lovely Leila and I’ll be seeing my consultant on Thursday. I want to find out if I’ll have another scan before my one at 36 weeks because I would like one. With the amount of blood I lost, I want to make sure Baby C is still growing as he should be. I also have to go back in for the rest of my iron transfusion on Thursday. That also totally sounds worse that what it is, it’s actually fine and I’m not nervous for it. It was either that or a blood transfusion and I know what I’d prefer! As long as I can stay away from the magnesium drip for a little bit longer, that’ll be fine ha!
So really, I just wanted to say a huge thank you to the staff at Hinchingbrooke Hospital and the NHS for making a truly terrifying time, that bit less terrifying.
I’m not sure if there is anywhere (a bit more official than a blog post) I can write a letter of thanks to, please let me know if there is?! Or a midwifery body or something – I don’t know?! I really feel like high standards deserve to be recognised!
Hopefully I won’t be back in the Lilac or Labour ward soon but if I am, I know I’m in safe hands!
Here’s our scan picture from Tuesday, he’s a pouter just like his Mumma. We love you so much already – our little fighter. Just keep doing your thing and try to stay put baby boy 💙