Having had a my c-section between 11am and 12 midday I didn’t attempt to stand up until the next morning once the catheter had been removed, all I can say is ouch! I’m not going to lie and say it wasn’t too painful because for me it was, I surprised myself at managing to actually get up less than 24 hours after surgery and walk to the bathroom to have a shower.
The trip down to the postnatal ward was an interesting one, I remember looking at Jack once we got to the ward rolling my eyes and giving him evils because the staff hadn’t exactly wheeled me down carefully. I felt like I was bumped into pretty much everything along the corridors possible
Jack and I were smiling at each other walking down to the theatre room, I couldn’t take Jack seriously all gowned up.
We were understandably nervous but also quite relaxed compared to how I thought I would feel.
It’s quite a strange feeling to know you’re walking down to theatre, I had a few people on shift wishing me well as I walked past, it’s not how I imagined at all but I suppose they’re doing their best to make things seem as normal as they can.
On the 17th July nine days before our planned c-section date, Jack and I were in bed watching Love Island, don’t laugh it’s our favourite haha. I felt a pop around my midriff and then what I can only describe as a tingly wave come over me.
I was at work when I got the phone call for our c-section date, I was smiling to myself whilst the midwife told me all the details.
For all you mums who have just found out your baby is breech, you’re no doubt already googling what this might mean for you, your birth and probably want to know a little more information.
