I was 39+1 weeks pregnant when I went into labour. I hadn't worried at all about giving birth during my pregnancy, but I’d underestimated how traumatic birth could actually be.
17 hours of labour left me broken but by 11 am on 9 November 2021, it was time to start pushing and at 11:33 am my beautiful baby boy Campbell entered the world. The first 24 hours were a dream - I managed to breastfeed and fell in love with my baby. After birth, I was told I had pre-eclampsia and would need to stay in hospital longer to recover, but my husband had to leave due to Covid.
The second night we were in hospital my world fell apart. At around 2 am I noticed my baby looked like he was sweating from his top lip and twitching. I called for the midwife they checked him over and said he was fine. I still thought something was wrong so called again - they brought a NICU nurse who said she would take Campbell away to check on him so I could rest, but there didn't seem to be anything wrong. I tried to rest and around an hour later the nurse and midwife came back and informed me my son had been having seizures and had stopped breathing during them so had been ventilated.
I knew something wasn’t right, but I never imagined it would turn out to be that bad.