My first two births were a dream. Spontaneous labour, 8 hours start to finish, unassisted waterbirths. One in a hospital inflatable pool I demanded was set up, one in a midwife led unit under sparkly lights. Both babies went straight to my breast and fed for years each.
Because of the ease of these births, I chose to have a homebirth for my third and final baby.
My waters broke in the middle of the night on a full moon; a storm howling outside, and by 6am I was comfortably ensconced in the pool in my living room, fairy lights and affirmation cards around the room, towels warming on the radiator and my daughters popping into the pool for a cuddle.
We still aren’t entirely sure what went wrong but at one point the midwives stopped monitoring my son and left me alone for the final 46 minutes of labour. During that 46 minutes things went very wrong, and my son was born dead. He was grey, floppy and entirely unresponsive. It took a further 12 minutes for my paramedic husband and the midwives to get his heartbeat back, and we were rushed to hospital, the start of 2 weeks of intubation, NICU, and hell.
“My waters broke in the middle of the night on a full moon; a storm howling outside, fairy lights and affirmation cards around the room, and my daughters popping into the pool for a cuddle. ”
Ways to Connect
After a week passed and his intubation tube was removed, I was finally allowed to cuddle him. He was instantly content and I made up for the lack of earlier skin-to-skin time, by constantly sitting cuddling him on my chest. If I had to leave to see the girls, my husband took over chest duties! I need not have worried about his bond. He’s so strongly bonded to both me and his dad, and I’m convinced that maximising the time with him despite him being in NICU helped that bond to grow. So if you find yourself unable to bask in that golden hour, or your baby can’t latch, it’s not the end of the world - there are still plenty of ways to connect.
He’s got cerebral palsy and will be severely physically disabled for life, but he’s the happiest little man in the world, he loves life and is a complete mama’s boy.
We all have a view of the ideal birth in our head, and I was lucky to get that with my daughters. I had an ideal labour and home birth with my son, too - until he emerged and frightened us all. But sometimes, disasters just happen despite our best efforts. Do not despair. All is not lost, it doesn’t mean you didn’t do it right, nor does it mean you can’t form a strong bond with your baby. You can, I promise.
Siani Driver is a mother of 3 young children and a freelance digital marketing professional. She runs disability and parenting peer support groups and fits everything around caring for her disabled son and two daughters. When she finds the time she likes to garden, crochet, embroider and read. You can read more of her writing at www.survivormumblog.wordpress.com and follow her son’s journey at www.instagram.com/storm.baby2020 or @stormbaby2020 on TikTok.