Phew what a weekend. Sometimes the best laid plans go awry - I had planned an easy weekend with some family time, reading time and down time. But my overdue client went into labour - it was a long drawn out affair starting with a call at the crack of dawn on Friday morning and finally culminating in a lovely normal birth on Sunday lunchtime!
The weekend was full of new graduate firsts; assessing at home, taking into assessment, calling consultants, anaesthetists, liaising with CCM's, taking bloods, epidural and synto management, suturing, prescribing pain relief.... the whole range of firsts as an LMC and all on no sleep. Lots of learning, thinking, worrying and wondering why I signed up for this. Must say that it was also invigorating, scary, magical and a terribly "grown up" learning curve.
I would love to say it was a breeze but it wasn't at all. It wasn't as scary as I thought it would be for the most part. There were times when I wanted to curl up in a little ball in the corner and cry. A couple of times I just wanted to say "sorry I'm not doing this anymore". Mostly I was cool, calm and collected despite the staff saying "oh she'll be a section". But they of little faith in natural birth - despite a prolonged first stage, an op baby with a hand round its head and cord round its neck and contractions that wouldn't establish - we managed to have a lovely normal vaginal birth! Patience and the support of a really good mentor.
Having said that I could not believe that I managed to survive with very little sleep - probably 6 hours all weekend. But I did and then had a nice visiit with my gorgeous friend who fed, watered and listened to me debrief. Had a refreshing swim, a nice cold wine with my hubby, a bananna split (made by my hubby), connected with my kids and a cat on my knee.
School is back tomorrow for the last of my tribe - a momentous day as my 'baby' starts intermediate school. Will he survive my "super undies boy" having to wear a uniform that includes shoes and socks? Will he manage to rouse himself out of bed in time. Will I be able to fit in working with all my family obligations now everyone is back to school - time will tell.
Tuesday super undies boy turns 11 - family celebrations. I'm taking tuesday off (well I'm doing one postnatal visit) and I'm spending the day with my bestie having a girlies day - cupcakes and coffee, dvd and lunch... pure tuesday decadence. Then out to dinner with the family to celebrate our baby's birthday.
Yep life is good!
