Confinement

Monday, 23 April 2012

I laughed out loud (seriously) when I receive the letter from my work detailing my maternity leave. All because it said that my ‘expected date of confinement’ was April 26th. Not my expected due date, my expected date of confinement. I started to wonder if I would be locked away for a bit, given weekend passes. I don’t remember being confined with my son, of course it was four years ago, so things may have changed.
So yeah. Confinement. Turns out to be pretty much right.
I won’t bore any of you with my birth story in detail, I’ll just give you the synopsis version. I was admitted to hospital in the afternoon on Tuesday, April 18th for a routine, planned induction. If you’ve read any of my previous posts on this, you will know that they planned to take her early, so no drama there. They examined me, found her to be head down (not engaged, but I was assured that wouldn’t be a problem), and they proceeded to start my labour with the pessary.
Six hours later, and well into contractions, they told me I’d be moved to the delivery suite to break my waters right after one last examination. Now you all know me. I never do anything by halves, so it goes to figure my offspring wouldn’t either. And sure enough, after a midwife feeling around and a registrar with an ultrasound machine it was confirmed—Scarlett had moved. She was now lying transverse. Change of plans.
I was given a shot to stop the contractions and we planned a nice, stress-free c-section for the morning. Of course, now that my body was contracting, it had other plans. The contractions came harder and faster until the registrar decided it was too risky to wait any longer. I was told I would be having an emergency c-section and it was less than thirty minutes before I was on the table. They really did move fast!
At 0144 on Wednesday, April 18, 2012, Scarlett Rayne Mitchinson was born.


God, she is so beautiful. I mean, really, if I am going to be ‘confined’ I couldn’t think of a better cell mate. And it seems it really is a confinement after all.
Anyone who knows me knows that I suffer from ADHD and find it impossible to sit still for long. I came off of the pain meds less than 36 hours later. And by the way, I had nothing before the spinal even with those nasty contractions! I am so amazed! Really, I am a wuss when it comes to pain. Anyway,I was up walking around early Thursday morning and sleeping in my own bed Thursday night. Now, I am smart enough not to over-do it, but since I’ve been home I have cleaned the kitchen a time or two and done a couple of loads of laundry. I feel fine—great even.
The midwife does not agree. That is to say neither of the two that have visited so far have believed me when I say I am fine. The midwife that was here Friday was appalled that I came home in less than two full days when hospital protocol says c-sections should stay three days. The registrar who discharged me was thrilled that I felt up to going early, though, and I so wanted to be in my own environment. I still think the protocols are more ‘guidelines’ and should be dealt with case by case, but that’s a story for another time.
Today’s midwife visit was even more depressing. I am looking great wound-wise and all. Scarlett is perfect, but then, we knew that didn’t we. =-) But you should’ve seen the midwife’s face when I said I was going to walk Scarlett to school to pickup Hunter. Anyone would’ve thought I’d told her I was running a marathon this afternoon! She was really not happy for me to do that—not for another 7-10 days. She claims I shouldn’t lift the car seat or push the pram that far. I didn’t tell her about my plans to do laundry all day. God forbid!
Now I agree to some extent. It isn’t that I don’t feel up to it, I just have no desire to walk it period. I didn’t even enjoy the walk before, when I was only barely pregnant! It is a bit of a trek. I assure you, I am not doing it just for the hell of it. I’m not supposed to drive—maybe for as long as six weeks (pray that they clear me sooner). My husband is back at work and won’t be home until after 1800 (school pickup is at 1515). I have no family or close friends (or at least friends who aren’t also at work) here to help out. And I have to go get my son.
So, now I’m trying to figure out what to do. I feel up to it, I really do. The plan was to leave here really early, like at 1400 (which is about fifteen minutes from now) so I had time to make it a leisurely walk. And call a taxi for the ride home if I felt I needed to (which according to the midwife still won’t work because I have to lift the car seat to put it on the pram). That was all before the midwife went and scared me to bits. Oh well, I either need to book a taxi or get the little ladybug bundled and ready to go, so I guess I should wrap this up. I’ll let you know later what I decided to do and how it went. I’ll try to get back to my regular posting. Should have more time now. Seeing as how I’m in confinement.

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  1. Huge congrats! C-sections suck, but at least it all went well.
    I went home two days after both of my last c-sections (baby was kept in for two weeks with my first so that was the exception). But it is really easy to overdo it, although I think your midwives are being a bit OTT. I got lulled into thinking 'this is fine, I can do it' walking to school the next day and getting hit by a sudden terrible exhaustion halfway there. Just to warn you.

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    1. Thanks! I did decide to walk to school. I took the trip there at a snail's pace. The trip back was a bit tricky-- it started hailing and then poured rain on us so we had to walk a lot faster. I was ok, though. I managed to come home, do a couple of loads of laundry, and cook tea... I'm only starting to get tired now, but the it is nearly 1am! I really don't sit still well. :)

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  2. Christy ... shame I don't live nearer but not sure I could find the time to drive the 30 -40 mins each way to pick Hunter up or I would do , believe me, your health is important. Otherwise glad all went well and I will see you soon xx

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    1. No worries. I did just fine. I honestly feel better for getting out a bit. You know what I'm like :)

      You do need to come visit though. Just let me know when xx

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