At 16 years Caroline found out she was pregnant. Caroline shares her birth story.
Hi I am a 22 year old Australian and this is my story, I was 16 years old when I first found out I was pregnant, I was very happy but scared as well, I guess the hardest part was to tell our parents & at that time I was living with my in-laws as I had ran away from home only 3 months before, When we told both our parents they were upset but very supportive, my mother came to every antenatal appointment with me, which was a great help as my partner was at TAFE studying, I was also studying to become a Aboriginal Health Worker. It was very hard for us to get our own home being only 16yrs, so my oldest sister got a house & let us move in, which also was a big help.
I didn’t have the best pregnancy I had a lot of morning sickness that went all day everyday for 7-8 months, it got that bad I thought I would lose him coz I wasn’t keeping anything down, not even water, I kept going to the Emergency to get the injection to stop you from being sick but It didn’t help, I even tried dried crackers but still nothing seemed to help, I did get admitted once at 3mths and put on IV as I was very dehydrated, other than the morning sickness my pregnancy was great, Best feeling ever!!
It was 16th May 2005 around 9pm we were settled watching a movie in the lounge room, and at that time I was getting niggly pains but I convinced myself it was Braxton Hicks (BH) as this was the first pain I experienced, my sister kept asking “are you ok, are you sure you don’t want me to call mum?” but I kept to its just “BH”, Well I started to get a little worried, I was so terrified of going through all the pain, I didn’t know what to expect! So after about 1hr off niggly pain I told my partner to start timing the contractions, they were 5mins apart, he called my mum and she was over straight away to take me to the hospital.
I got to the hospital about 10.30pm went to the toilet and almost freaked as I seen “the show” bloody oozy stuff on my undies, so I knew this must be it. The midwife did a Vaginal Examination and I was 4-5cm dilated, I went for a bath, which was so relaxing helped with the pain lots, but slowed the process down, I was so tired so I was sleeping between every contraction only waking to tell someone to rub my back LOL. I tried the Gas for pain relief and wow, what a rush I felt so high. I didn’t like it so I didn’t use it much plus it made me sick. I kind of didn’t mind as I was spewing on contractions so it was taking my mind off the pain. Time passed. At about 7am the midwife shift changed, a new midwife walked in and she said “right I want this baby out by 9am, get up and start walking”. I was like what no way I’m tired I just wanted to sleep, LOL. But I finally got up decide to walk to the end of corridor got half way and then I felt an enormous pressure and felt like I need to go do a poo, so badly, I started to waddle over to the toilet & told the midwife that I need to do a number 2, she said wait that’s baby, come on the bed and I will see how far you are. Well I was fully dilated and felt the big urge to start pushing, my legs were flying everywhere, I didn’t know what to do, the midwife said just trust your body it will know when to push, which was so true. I was so exhausted it had been 10 hours already and all night in labour. Well on my first push my water broke. It made the loudest pop scared the hell out of me, LOL. The midwife then told me my son had gone into foetal distress and his heart rate dropped, so we had to get him out quick. I tried to push again but I was so exhausted, they then decided to do an episiotomy where they cut the skin between the vagina & anus, but it happened so quickly I didn’t even get time to worry about it hurting, I didn’t even really feel it. Well a few pushes and he was out in the new wide world.
My partner cut the cord and took him over to the paediatrician to look at him. He was a normal healthy little baby boy. The labour and delivery was awesome. It was the stitching up and trying to do things like walk, get up and down that was the hard part!
My son Seth Robert was born 17th May 2005 at 8:35am weighing a little 4lb 13oz, he is now almost 5yrs old starting school this year. He is the best thing that has ever happened to me. I’m now working as an Aboriginal Maternal Infant Care Worker helping other mothers in this wonderful period of their life and can’t wait to have more. But at this stage I want to be financially and emotionally ready before I have more. But I just can’t wait for that day, to have a precious little angel and a little brother or sister for Seth!
Well hope you all enjoyed my story, good luck to you all, enjoy those magical baby moments as they don’t last long!