Sunday 3rd March 1985
Woke up and all was quiet on the baby front, apart from the odd twinge
Still wired up to a monitor. The sound of the heart beat so soothing.
Boompty boom boompty boom. What a wonderful sound.
The sound of new life.
Breakfast served and a lovely bed bath for me. Listening to some music on my cassette player. 11 am wow that hurt contractions starting again.
12pm do you want any lunch. No thank you it wil make me sick .
The contractions getting stronger and stronger all afternoon. At 4 pm the doctor on duty comes and chats with me, tho my contractions are strong decides I can go home as my waters have not broken. He was foreign, tho I could understand him he could not understand me. I was trying to explain, my waters do not break naturally I need them broken.
After all been here done this
No, no, no you go home come back when waters break.
No, No, No, I am not I want my gynocologist Mr. Scott now. After a lot of discussion and nurses trying to calm me, Mr Scott arrives and after a quick examination and listen to the monitor my waters are broken its now 8pm.
Thats it,another 2 hrs of excrutiating pain a dear little boy is born at 10pm.
LUKE ASHLEY.