With DD last year, my sister and DH were my 'coaches' and we had our midwife. I laboured with DH at home alone until my sis got there, but she talked to me for about 10 minutes, then insisted she was 'so tired!' from driving an hour, and being that it was 1 am, so she had a nap in my room! She actually complained when I came in the room to get on the bed when the midwife finally decided to come over. The midwife walked in the door, assessed me, I was at 7 cm, we drove to the hospital and I delivered 45 min later. My sister had to leave the room to use the washroom and almost missed the birth. Later, she said, "I know you were in labour and everything, but I was so sick with a cold that day. I was exhausted!" Can you say, spoiled youngest child syndrome? I could have killed her. Oh, and my midwife was filling out paperwork while I was crowning, and finally knew it was serious when I started screaming. I pushed, like, three times before the baby came. My team, was uh, lacking to say the least. But, on a positive note, DH was sweet and tried to keep me focused and calm.
So, with this one, my sister actually asked me if she was going to be a part of the birth. I asked her if she could handle it, and then reminded her it seemed taxing last time. I said, I don't want you pushing yourself if it's inconvenient. She said she'd be more prepared this time. I still don't know if we'll 'accidentally' call her too late to make it .
Yeah I think you should wait just like I should probably wait to tell anybody....like maybe a week or two later. hehe.
I feel like elaborating now. After 40 hours of labor, a four hour pushing phase, and a slightly frightening after birth scene where they couldn't stop my bleeding and had to call in specialists for my tears...... I finally have my beautiful son in my arms and I feel so proud and ready to show him to the family. My dh called them to tell them that as soon as we were in our recovery room they could come see the baby. My mother responded by saying that they didn't know if they could hold on any longer they were feeling worn out. I hit the ceiling. I have never been so angry.