My ds was born when I was only 6cm dilated by forceps as his heart had stopped. His cord was wrapped around his neck several times and he was not breathing. It took a team of over twenty people to resusciate him and they were in such a hurry to deliver him that they forgot to cut the cord. They were actually going to call it as they worked on him for ages. They had to cut from front to back without any anaesthetic or pain releif as I had been rushed up from the bath soking wet and naked with no cover through two wards. My placenta had aprupted during a too fast labour. Excrutiating.
He too looked straight through as soon as placed in my arms which astounded the entire team as he had had such a traumatic birth and had suffered a head trauma and prolonged anoxia.
He spent the first night of his life on the critical list in scbu itu. I so very nearly lost him.
He spent five days on special care and was lifting his head up to see what was going on by the time he left. He was the biggest baby there at five pounds.
I thought Id had it rough until the girl in the next bed was admitted following a caeser. With no anaesthetic! Seriously.
The funny thing is that they tracked him for a year following that as the forceps caught him and they were convinced he would sustain brain damage.
