It was time, time to get this little boy out. With a lot of effort, some massive pushes and of course a lot of pain our baby boy was born. Once again it seems I was going to have to be stitched up. Due to my labour with Addison and having to have an episiotomy, the scar tissue didn’t stretch and meant that this time I had a 3rd degree tear! It also didn’t help matters that our baby boy came out with his hand next to his head.
They put our boy up on my chest and we could promptly see that he was very blue in colour. When he was born he had the cord loosely around his neck, it wasn’t for long but still enough to cause him to not be the pinky colour you expect of a newborn. This of course had us very worried.
The midwife monitored him as he laid on my chest and after a little time had passed and his colour wasn’t getting any better she decided to take him and make sure everything was OK. He had flared nostrils as well which basically means that he was having to use increased effort to breath. They gave him oxygen and then decided to take him to special care to get him back to normal. Charles went with him as Dr Bopp stitched me up.
