On the 26th of December 2018, my husband and I woke at 5am to head to the hospital for my induction.
I’d had three spontaneous births prior, so an induction was something new to me. I was nervous but I knew it was common. I also knew the potential risks associated with being induced, and although I always had this feeling that something would go wrong, this time I went with the flow and began preparing to meet my new baby.
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We arrived at the hospital around 8am, began monitoring, and before I knew it I was moved to the birthing suite to begin the process.
On arrival, I met the most wonderful midwives who put any anxiety I had at ease.
That changed pretty quickly when they started to read my file and came across my 20-week ultrasound results. The results indicated that I had placenta accreta, but given the fact this wasn’t listed on any other ultrasound reports and I was never told about it, they decided to continue with the induction.
I had my waters broken and a drip inserted into my hand. Contractions began instantly but were mild. Things continued that way until about 2.30pm when they decided they would turn the syntocinon up. Within a few minutes, my contractions were coming thick and fast. By 3.15pm I was ready to push!
I gave birth to baby Harrison standing up at 3.26pm with his cord tangled around his body, with his arm beside his head (how he came out… ouch!).
Alert but shocked, there was no cry. I remember asking if he was alright over and over.