So, we're back. Nothing, and I mean absolutely nothing, went to plan. Instead of our all singing all dancing pain free hippie hypno home birth, we ended up being induced, catching Group B Strep and Symphisis Pubis Dysfunction, which kept us in hospital for the last week. Now I'm back home, I'm hobbling around on crutches, and having three course meals consisting entirely of drugs of varying kinds.
Hmm, sounds pretty bad when you read it like that, but I actually had quite a good time. The pain of the SPD was pretty excruciating but is getting a lot better, and all my memories of labour itself are amazingly blurry inside my head. I'm quite chuffed with the way it turned out, as even though I was induced, which is said to bring on stronger and more painful contractions, I managed on gas and air. At the time, of course, I was begging to be put down, but now it seems like it was a stroll. In slightly uncomfortable shoes.
Fortunately the first free born citizen of Carmenland was and is absolutely fine - none of the infection made it into him, and he's a very peaceful baby. I'm totally amazed by how completely besotted I am with him, and quite amused by how I bristle if anybody dares saying anything slightly negative about him... :^)
Anyways, well done us, I say! For a first try, I think he turned out pretty good.