The delivery was just as quick as the pregnancy, another whirlwind of events and then it was all over… BAM! We had 3 babies!

So my memory is a little limited with timings and events of the day so apologies if it sounds off, I guess calm on outside doesn’t always reflect what’s happening to your body!

Around 10am I was told a few emergencies had come in so they weren’t sure when it would be our turn, if at all that day. We then met the consultant that would deliver the babies and he did a scan again to check positions, heart beats, blood flows.

At 1pm, a nurse confirmed it was all going ahead. I was prepped with a cannula and gown and told to sit tight, within half hour or so I was being wheeled down, I was happy to walk but did as I was told! My husband and mum were there and both white as sheets, I was quite upbeat and calm much to their bemusement! My husband isn’t too good with blood etc. and often gets queasy so my mum was on alert to take over if needed, plus she wouldn’t have been anywhere else!

First thing on the agenda was a chat with the Anesthetist, he was the ring leader and would narrate the show. Lovely man, he did a fantastic job at keeping the room calm and informed. My husband went to get prepped while they administered the Epidural. I was sat on the bed with a pillow on my lap to lean over (this gives the back the right curve to get it in the right place I was told!), this was the bit I was most scared about but honestly it wasn’t too bad, local area was numbed so there was some pressure and slight pain but bearable. I was then laid down and after what seemed like a few minutes it all began. I was sprayed numerous times with freeze spray to check everything was numb. Everyone in the room introduced themselves, there were over 30 people, a team for each baby and me, and some interns, as if I needed more eyes on me!! But this wasn’t a common birth so was great experience for them! The Anesthetist asked if I wanted to know exactly what was happening I said no, just tell when they’re born and any complications. He continued to keep the room, and by default us, informed. I asked to see the babies before they were taken away if possible but knew there could be complications.

I do remember praying hard as the consultant called that he was making the first incision, we had been blessed so don’t take them from us now. We’re such a practical family that often emotions are swallowed, this was one of those times, ‘come on! We can do this’ was our motto and still is!

I felt an awful lot of pressure and pushing on my belly, this was strange. It was freezing in the theater, if I was cold then the babies would be too right. These were the thoughts popping into my head! I hope they keep them warm, I hate being cold! And they sure did with special foil blankets. One of the few vivid memories I have!

With what felt like a forever I heard the consultant call that the first baby was coming out, everyone on high alert and I felt the anxiety, I heard her cry and took a big sigh of relief, that has got to be a good sign!

Now this is when it all gets hazy,  I was so tuned into to hearing the babies cry when born that I missed them showing me one baby before taking them to neonatal. It was all happening at the same time and too fast. I kept saying that I didn’t hear my son, the one we were most worried for, but my husband ensured me he heard him cry and saw him, but I’m so sad that the situation meant I don’t remember it all. From then to when I arrived in recovery I have no recollection, it’s strange as I’ve tried so hard to remember, but they spent some time sewing me back up that maybe I fell asleep?!

Childbirth is meant to be magical, and for most it definitely isn’t and in truth it was far from that for me too. Its was clinical, practical, purposeful and strict. But hey we had THREE babies, not bad for a day’s work!