Well things aren't going according to plan with Miss Olivia's eyes.
We went at the end of September and Mr Nayak said that her right eye wasn't doing too well and it may be worthwhile operating in November when they had planed to have another look under anaesthetic. I was OK with this as her left eye was compensating so I shouldn't have noticed a difference.
We went back mid October just to confirm whether they were going to were going to operate or not and in the couple of weeks her left eye had deteriorated and was now worse than the right eye. Cue me feeling awful as I just hadn't noticed that she might be struggling.
So we have one operation booked in for next week and the second needs to be done within a couple of weeks but there isn't any room in the lists so she needs to be shuffled in somewhere.
I'm not feeling to guilty now as it must have just been starting when we went as it is clear she is struggling. When she holds things close she goes all cross eyed bless her.
Now for the hoping, wishing and praying. I have a horrible chest cold with a cough that rattles everything it can. If O gets it then it means operations cancelled. This can not happen so come on wonderful antibodies in breast milk to fight off any nasties that may try to get her!
The added uncertainty means I now get a little longer on my maternity leave which is nice if I ignore the fact that I won't get paid :s ah well we will be fine. Well as long as they aren't cancelled!
The nursery have been just wonderful with us. I was worried that they might think I was messing them around as we keep changing the date and days she goes but the nursery manager has told me not to worry at all.
The nursery has been done up since we enrolled her and as of this week have a sensory room which will be brilliant for her, I am so happy with this nursery. It was initially are second choice but there is no way the other one would be this flexible with us.
I think all my gloom and stress lifted Monday afternoon and I relaxed Monday evening and got ill Monday night, I should maybe stress out again to get better? Although it has been lovely having two days were I haven't even got dressed hehe I only got dressed Wednesday because I felt guilty that O was stuck inside and I didn't have any chocolate in the house so I had to stock up :)
Weaning has turned into a bit of a chore, she's not keen on eating things even those that she previously liked although she guzzles the formula, typical. I am wondering if she is getting another tooth through or the one there is giving a bit of trouble. I must keep telling myself food is for fun until they are one and not stress out.
So that's all for now really. Can't think of anything else to say so better go get some fluids and watch Corrie :)
Thursday 28 October 2010
Saturday 9 October 2010
Three Months in one update
So here we are with an update. I haven’t been very good with blogging even though I downloaded an iPod app so that I could do during the many times I was pinned under Olivia feeding.
In fact the last person to blog on her was Olivia. I am trying my best to encourage her to stay on her stomach and she loves just hitting my iPod as it is bright and colourful so I put some baby apps on there and I think she somehow managed to post whilst I obviously wasn’t paying attention heh
So three months of goings on to update on!
23rd July Mia Rostance made her entrance into the world (I still have her present to post, whoops. I must put that on my to do list this week!!) I have seen Gem and Mia but brain like a sieve obviously. Mia is just gorgeous and Gem being Gem was back to looking fabulous in no time at all (biatch xx)
August was about hospitals. Olivia’s consultant had booked us in fro two weeks to get her operations done. We went in on the Monday and had some tests and I had explained that I forget she has poor sight as she focuses so well. Tuesday morning she went into her ops.
All was fine and she was nosing everywhere and enjoyed playing on the bed until they got the gas mask to send her to sleep. The anaesthetist told me not worry as children generally think it is a game but she really didn't like it and struggled and cried and as the anaesthetic was kicking in the cries and flailing just got sadder, cue lots of crying from me :s Thankfully Helen was on hand to spend some time with me and give me a hug or two.
She came back from theatre rather smiley but really groggy only to find that nothing has been done this time. When they got a good look in her eyes they decided at this time that the risks were greater than any benefit. Plan then was to have eye drops every morning to open the eye a bit so to do all our play and learning bits in the morning, 4 weekly reviews and we go back in November for another detailed look under anaesthetic. Although this may turn into actual ops as her left eye is now struggling and I am noticing it more and more now.
Is it wrong that I thought it was funny that she was rather hoarse and croaky after the op and when she babbled it was rather deep and she normally squeaks and squeals (Tom nicknames her squeak).
I can’t remember anything else from August, it was ages ago!
September was my birthday and it was lovely. Tom took the week off so we spent some fab quality time together just wandering around the city and visiting family and having friends over.
We stared weaning and the food is going down rather well but formula is very hit and miss. We had a two week long battle before she decided that she would actually drink a fair bit.
Did anything else happen in September? Oh this is terrible is my memory really this bad? At least it keeps a three month update shorter than it would have otherwise been.
Now we are in October and Olivia is coming along so fast, she decided to save things up and this week has learnt to sit up properly, had a good growth spurt and had her first tooth pop out.
It is Tom’s birthday on Monday. I have to say that inspiration was lacking on his birthday present. I better start thinking of Christmas presents now so that he can have something nice. Though to be fair if the man only has one hobbie (computers) there is little I can do :)
He also has the week off so Monday we are off out for lunch with the mothers and than have a lovely week off together and really enjoy the time together.
Then it is back to hospitals the week after, me and Olivia then a week of getting cup feeding down and then we either spend two days or two weeks at alder hey followed by nursery and work boooooooooooooooooooo.
Still a good while yet before that so just focus on the good and ignore the bad. Mind you, even when I go back to work it is only a few weeks until Christmas and Tom has the whole time off YAY
That will do for now I think, I have a cup of tea and biscuits waiting for me :)
In fact the last person to blog on her was Olivia. I am trying my best to encourage her to stay on her stomach and she loves just hitting my iPod as it is bright and colourful so I put some baby apps on there and I think she somehow managed to post whilst I obviously wasn’t paying attention heh
So three months of goings on to update on!
23rd July Mia Rostance made her entrance into the world (I still have her present to post, whoops. I must put that on my to do list this week!!) I have seen Gem and Mia but brain like a sieve obviously. Mia is just gorgeous and Gem being Gem was back to looking fabulous in no time at all (biatch xx)
August was about hospitals. Olivia’s consultant had booked us in fro two weeks to get her operations done. We went in on the Monday and had some tests and I had explained that I forget she has poor sight as she focuses so well. Tuesday morning she went into her ops.
All was fine and she was nosing everywhere and enjoyed playing on the bed until they got the gas mask to send her to sleep. The anaesthetist told me not worry as children generally think it is a game but she really didn't like it and struggled and cried and as the anaesthetic was kicking in the cries and flailing just got sadder, cue lots of crying from me :s Thankfully Helen was on hand to spend some time with me and give me a hug or two.
She came back from theatre rather smiley but really groggy only to find that nothing has been done this time. When they got a good look in her eyes they decided at this time that the risks were greater than any benefit. Plan then was to have eye drops every morning to open the eye a bit so to do all our play and learning bits in the morning, 4 weekly reviews and we go back in November for another detailed look under anaesthetic. Although this may turn into actual ops as her left eye is now struggling and I am noticing it more and more now.
Is it wrong that I thought it was funny that she was rather hoarse and croaky after the op and when she babbled it was rather deep and she normally squeaks and squeals (Tom nicknames her squeak).
I can’t remember anything else from August, it was ages ago!
September was my birthday and it was lovely. Tom took the week off so we spent some fab quality time together just wandering around the city and visiting family and having friends over.
We stared weaning and the food is going down rather well but formula is very hit and miss. We had a two week long battle before she decided that she would actually drink a fair bit.
Did anything else happen in September? Oh this is terrible is my memory really this bad? At least it keeps a three month update shorter than it would have otherwise been.
Now we are in October and Olivia is coming along so fast, she decided to save things up and this week has learnt to sit up properly, had a good growth spurt and had her first tooth pop out.
It is Tom’s birthday on Monday. I have to say that inspiration was lacking on his birthday present. I better start thinking of Christmas presents now so that he can have something nice. Though to be fair if the man only has one hobbie (computers) there is little I can do :)
He also has the week off so Monday we are off out for lunch with the mothers and than have a lovely week off together and really enjoy the time together.
Then it is back to hospitals the week after, me and Olivia then a week of getting cup feeding down and then we either spend two days or two weeks at alder hey followed by nursery and work boooooooooooooooooooo.
Still a good while yet before that so just focus on the good and ignore the bad. Mind you, even when I go back to work it is only a few weeks until Christmas and Tom has the whole time off YAY
That will do for now I think, I have a cup of tea and biscuits waiting for me :)
Thursday 19 August 2010
Sunday 18 July 2010
Benjamin Christopher Mott
The lovely Nichola and Joe are now the proud parents of a scrummy little boy called Benjamin. He was born today at 12.45am weighing 9lb.
I have spent most of the day having little crying times. When I got the text at 2.30 I cried a bit, when i posted the BA I cried, when I texted some folks I cried, when I looked at the pics I cried and when I was reading the updates and messages to them from people I cried, it really is such a wonderful thing!
There is another member for team Logan, all we need now is to find out the flavour of beansprout to see which team will be kicking ass :)
I hope that all settle well and that visits can take place soon :)
Love you guys xx
Saturday 17 July 2010
LIFE PLANS
Nich is currently in labour, how exciting, just waiting for news so I thought I would share my life plans with you blogworld.
Over the past few weeks I have been thinking about a good life plan, a sort of trying to decide what I want to do when I grow up type thing. Well I have come up with a lovely plan and a rather sensible one as well.
1. Go back to work 1st December 2010 as a secretary, who can be bothered with the stress of having clients? Maybe at some point but the thought of working late and then bringing work home so does not appeal to me so being a secretary will be perfect. Plus the 1st December means on my first day (or in the first week at least) I can decorate the office Christmassy so that will help!
2. Work full time (weep) to try and save some pennies to buy ourselves a bigger house. I keep looking at houses which is a little now but there are some nice ones just a few minutes up the road with off road parking and gardens, woooo.
3. When the fixed term runs out on the mortgage in two years buy said house mentioned above.
4. When moved into new home have baby number two.
5. When all babies are old enough to appreciate it go on holiday to Orlando with as many other people that want to come and hire a villa for cheap. (Note to self – Jade just bought one so ask her about mates rates!)
So that is my life plan, as I said above very sensible and achievable (hopefully).
If for some reason the above is not workable then I am going to live on the USS Enterprise with Captain Jean-Luc Picard! This has been a good discussion between myself a Skip.
Life on the Enterprise would be awesome on the basis that EVERYONE will know my name and I will not be going on away missions.
There will be no need to cook as there is a replicator, mmm food on demand. On days were we can’t be bothered slaving over a replicator we can pop down to ten forward and get some drinks and food from Guinan. How awesome would a birthday party in ten forward be?!
There isn’t any money so no need to worry about bills and so on.
Counsellor Troi is to be kicked off the ship, she is rubbish!
As we all have to do something to earn our place on the ship, no freeloaders! I am going to be Jean-Luc’s secretary. He is a very busy man and he doesn’t have a secretary, how on earth has he managed so long without me!
We’re going to help Data with his human skills and watch Spot when Data is on away missions.
There will also be endless amusements provided by the lovely Q!
Over the past few weeks I have been thinking about a good life plan, a sort of trying to decide what I want to do when I grow up type thing. Well I have come up with a lovely plan and a rather sensible one as well.
1. Go back to work 1st December 2010 as a secretary, who can be bothered with the stress of having clients? Maybe at some point but the thought of working late and then bringing work home so does not appeal to me so being a secretary will be perfect. Plus the 1st December means on my first day (or in the first week at least) I can decorate the office Christmassy so that will help!
2. Work full time (weep) to try and save some pennies to buy ourselves a bigger house. I keep looking at houses which is a little now but there are some nice ones just a few minutes up the road with off road parking and gardens, woooo.
3. When the fixed term runs out on the mortgage in two years buy said house mentioned above.
4. When moved into new home have baby number two.
5. When all babies are old enough to appreciate it go on holiday to Orlando with as many other people that want to come and hire a villa for cheap. (Note to self – Jade just bought one so ask her about mates rates!)
So that is my life plan, as I said above very sensible and achievable (hopefully).
If for some reason the above is not workable then I am going to live on the USS Enterprise with Captain Jean-Luc Picard! This has been a good discussion between myself a Skip.
Life on the Enterprise would be awesome on the basis that EVERYONE will know my name and I will not be going on away missions.
There will be no need to cook as there is a replicator, mmm food on demand. On days were we can’t be bothered slaving over a replicator we can pop down to ten forward and get some drinks and food from Guinan. How awesome would a birthday party in ten forward be?!
There isn’t any money so no need to worry about bills and so on.
Counsellor Troi is to be kicked off the ship, she is rubbish!
As we all have to do something to earn our place on the ship, no freeloaders! I am going to be Jean-Luc’s secretary. He is a very busy man and he doesn’t have a secretary, how on earth has he managed so long without me!
We’re going to help Data with his human skills and watch Spot when Data is on away missions.
There will also be endless amusements provided by the lovely Q!
There is to be a cross over from some of the characters from Voyager. The first is Chakotay. There is just something about that man that means he HAS to be there. We will also have the doc, seven and Neelix.
Life aboard the enterprise would be awesome and I think a very good back up plan should plan one not work :).
Oh we might also have to have the Count from Sesame Street there as well!
Friday 16 July 2010
Fingers crossed we're done!
Two nights on the run O has slept for 12 hours, fingers crossed that my sleeping baby is back after the growth spurt seems to have passed.
We had her last needles yesterday until she is one and she did great, had a cry for a minute as they must hurt but then was fine and dandy and they never bothered her last night and she has been good as gold today.
Been feeling a little blue today though that is probably due to to a stupid comment from someone about my parenting. it has really bloody got to me, I thought it was supposed to be funny at first but no it was meant. Well screw you I think I am a good mum, she is well loved and well fed and my HV called me "a lovely little mum" and your parenting choices can be called into questions so AaAaarRrRrgGggGGhHHhh feck off.
Gosh I am so hungry all the time I am sat here thinking about what to update on and all I can think of is go and eat toast with jam yum yum yums. I think I will go and do that it might perk me up.
We had her last needles yesterday until she is one and she did great, had a cry for a minute as they must hurt but then was fine and dandy and they never bothered her last night and she has been good as gold today.
Been feeling a little blue today though that is probably due to to a stupid comment from someone about my parenting. it has really bloody got to me, I thought it was supposed to be funny at first but no it was meant. Well screw you I think I am a good mum, she is well loved and well fed and my HV called me "a lovely little mum" and your parenting choices can be called into questions so AaAaarRrRrgGggGGhHHhh feck off.
Gosh I am so hungry all the time I am sat here thinking about what to update on and all I can think of is go and eat toast with jam yum yum yums. I think I will go and do that it might perk me up.
Thursday 8 July 2010
Seriously
Come on growth spurt, I was so used to my lovely long sleeper, pass already and give her back!
Yaaaawn.
It wouldn't be so bad if I had slept when I went to bed.
Actually am I blaming the gs when actually it's the sand man...
Yaaaawn.
It wouldn't be so bad if I had slept when I went to bed.
Actually am I blaming the gs when actually it's the sand man...
Wednesday 7 July 2010
Baby baby part 2
No not me, far too soon to be thinking of being pregnant again!
The lovely Skippy and Al are having baby number 2 wahoo so exciting. Due January 2011, so awesome :)
Well I tried to add a scan pic but blogger is being an arse, ah well.
Congrats guys :)
The lovely Skippy and Al are having baby number 2 wahoo so exciting. Due January 2011, so awesome :)
Well I tried to add a scan pic but blogger is being an arse, ah well.
Congrats guys :)
16 week growth spurts
It sucks!
I'm kernackerrd with all the feeding and it has stolen O's ability to sleep for 10 - 12 hours. I know I have been a lucky so and so for that and now I am hoping that she gets that ability back in a few days *yawn*
Not much else is happening in my life, I have a to do list as long as both arms and possibly a leg but never seem to get anything done, one day maybe!
No sign of MM yet although they are causing all kinds of mischief already, I am so excited about the arrival :)
Goodness I am so hungry!
Right that is all my brain can manage, time to sit and watch the sky get brighter.
I'm kernackerrd with all the feeding and it has stolen O's ability to sleep for 10 - 12 hours. I know I have been a lucky so and so for that and now I am hoping that she gets that ability back in a few days *yawn*
Not much else is happening in my life, I have a to do list as long as both arms and possibly a leg but never seem to get anything done, one day maybe!
No sign of MM yet although they are causing all kinds of mischief already, I am so excited about the arrival :)
Goodness I am so hungry!
Right that is all my brain can manage, time to sit and watch the sky get brighter.
Sunday 27 June 2010
Wee Updatey
Well the mobile blogging app works, woohoo so I shall spend some time sharing my thoughts with myself as I know that only Nich and Skip read this and not sure if they even blog any more... hello if you do :)My little Monkey is 15 weeks old, the time has flown by it is so strange that the post down there re my birth was so long ago, it feels like last week!
She is doing grand and learning new things all the time. She is laughing now. She would have little chuckles but last weekend was proper laughter when Tom was swinging his pants hehe. She si also a very chatty girl and likes to blow raspberries. I really wish I knew what she was saying when she babbles away.
It is stupid hot atm which is making it hard for her to nap in the day, lots of walking in the pram kinda helps her get some zzZZzzs but then I am fit for nothing as I just melt!
She was supposed to have had her eye ops by now but the stupid hospital cancelled them at the last minute. we are booked in fro August. Fingers crossed that I'm not an emotional yoyo the week before like I was this time as I won't have Tom to look after me.
Well today England crashed out of the world cup, they were poor throughout so no big surprise. I am currently watching Argentina v Mexico it is quite a fun game but both of todays matches bring up the question of why FIFA are still refusing to go with the wonders of technology as there have been two bad decisions on goals. Poor Mr Lampard had a goal/no goal as neither the ref or linesman saw it even though EVERYONE else did and Mr Tevez got a goal that never was. Although in those two matches it didn't make a difference anyway. England were beaten 4-1 and Mexico 3-1. I did feel sorry for Mexico though
World Cup time obviously means it is summer time and by gum we are actually having a summer this year. It has been hot and sunny for aaages now, although this weekend has been a little too hot. We could really do with an awesome thunder storm to clear the air a bit. It is due to rain this week so lets see what that does, hopefully get things greener as everything is starting to yellow atm.
Summer also bring Big Brother, this is the last one which some people seem sad about but after the first couple they have been shite. It is a freak show rather than a social experiment these days. That said I have found myself watching it this year - partly because it is the last one and also because I am on maternity leave and a large part of that is to watch crap TV :)
That will do for now I think.
TTFN xx
Test
This is just a test using a blog app for the iPod, of it works OK I may get back to blogging!
It will help fill the time during feeds and in this heat there are a lot more of them.
It will help fill the time during feeds and in this heat there are a lot more of them.
Friday 26 March 2010
My Birth Story
On Thursday 11th March 2010 (40+6) I woke up around 5.30am feeling quite uncomfortable but thought nothing of it as I had been having Braxton Hicks and I had done a little bit of running again the day before. I tried to ignore it even though the pains were clearly different from how I had been feeling the previous few times.
Tom’s alarm went off at 6am and I was wondering around the bedroom whilst he was getting ready and in the back of my mind I was thinking I should ask him to stay off work but never said anything to him other than that I felt a bit twingy. I really thought it would settle soon and I would be back in bed by 7am and then spend the morning watching Phil and Holly.
He set off for work so cue the pains getting stronger and it dawning on me that I might actually be in labour. I decided not to call him as they could settle down and I could be there for a long time. At 7.20am I decided that the TENS machine might be needed and I started timing them.
8.10 I decided that I needed Tom with me so called him, he was in a meeting at the time so all attention wason him and they quickly packed him off home back down the motorway.
Thursday was very long with contractions coming every 4 minutes. I had a MW appointment that lunch time for a sweep, obviously no longer needed but we strolled down to the doctors just so that I could talk to someone about what was happening. She confirmed that all was well and that there should be a baby that day.
I rang the hospital to put them on notice and spent the afternoon walking up and down the living room and leaning on the walls during contractions waiting for them it get to 3 in 10 minutes. However at 5.30pm they slowed to 1 every 10 minutes, booo. I was feeling tired at this stage so decided to go and have a lie down which was very uncomfortable but it meant I was getting a few minutes sleep between contractions.
I got up an hour later and they started to speed up again but wouldn’t get passed 1 every 4 minutes. I rang the hospital who told me to stay home if I could handle it, I knew I could but being so tired I just wanted someone to help. I said I would stay home and watch Eastenders and then review it. Does anyone remember Thursdays episode of Easties? It was the one were Ian had stolen Marie’s birth video to show Lucy, so I stood leaning against the wall in pain listening to someone having a baby haha. I think that made me crack as I turned to Tom and said that’s it I don’t care what they say I am going in and off we set with plenty of well wishes from the neighbours (I wonder if they could hear me haha)
So we arrived at the hospital and were introduced to a MW that had helped with SILs birth two weeks prior. Rachael and Ross hadn’t liked her and said she was horrible but I could not disagree more. Her name was Mary and she was a realist who tells you everything that may or may not happen, which is probably why they didn’t like her.
After being warned that I there was a chance I might be sent home if I wasn’t dilating I was pleased to hear that I was 3 cm woohoo so I was allowed to get settled in. I then spent a few hours leaning against the wall and window sill, being the lovely wife that I am I even let Tom get some shut eye on the bed trying to keep the noise down during contractions haha
By 2 am I was getting tired but had made it to 7/8 cm and was feeling proud of myself but the baby shifted position and I started to get the contractions in my thighs really badly, it was painful to stand any longer but a nice break for my back. I was given some diamorphine to help me get some sleep.
I spent from 5am through to after lunch trying to stay mobile to keep things going, not easily done with burning legs, I had a play on the birthing ball and Michelle (the new midwife) was lovely and got hot water and towels to try and ease it.
By 2pm I was still 7/8 cm and I remember a couple of people talking about action line as during contractions by heart rate went really high and baby went low. I just remember thinking ooh action line that must be like threshold criteria in work and zoned out thinking about Care Proceedings heh
It was agreed that they were going to send me down to the delivery unit to give me a drip to help get things moving again and so that they could keep a closer eye on me and baby. At this stage I remember crying as my legs were so sore and I was tired so they decided that as there was going to be a wait between me moving and the drip getting going they would give me another shot of diamorphine to let me get some sleep so I could have the energy to push. I remember asking for this a lot once they said I could have it and telling Michelle that I normally hate needles but I was sooo happy to see her with that one!
This was the only time I cried and I couldn’t stop apologising for crying and shouting through my contractions! Tom was lovely and made sure I had everything I needed and reassured me that I was actually being quite quiet and promised me I wasn’t like that shouting girl from One Born Every Minute.
I got shipped off and Tom was told it was going to be several hours before things got started so he decided to go home and grab a bit of sleep, being the man giant that he is the small chair he had been in all night hadn’t done him any good.
I was still sleepy from the needle but waking for contractions and seeing a midwife called Jane sitting next to my bed making notes of the readings from the machine. I remember telling her that this must be a really boring part for her watching me sleep and then promptly went back to sleep.
I woke up a little later with a real urge to push, Jane didn’t think it would be time yet and I remember babbling on about possibly needing a poo as I heard stories about getting the two confused. As she was getting ready to check me out I just remember repeating that I needed to go to the toilet haha being checked I had gone to 9 ½ cm so Jane ran off to call Tom to get him back to hospital, he had only been home for 30 minutes – if I had known it would kick things off I would have sent him home hours earlier!
I then tried my best not to want to push as I wanted Tom to be there, thankfully the hospital isn’t too far away so he was back quick sticks :)
So onto the pushing part – this was bizarre. I was still getting the contractions through my legs and after each contraction I had terrible cramp in my right thigh. I loooove my midwife though as she realised I appeared to be in more pain after the contraction so she would lift my leg for me and give it a good rub whilst waiting for the next contraction. I also love gas and air even though I kept getting giggles as I kept making duck noises with it!
With our heartbeats doing funny things still a doctor was called in to examine us as after an hour pushing not much seemed to be happening. A lovely doctor came in and I can not remember her name. She had a look and a prod and announced that two more pushes and the baby would be born, this was a fab relief as not much would happen so cue me pushing as hard as I could.
I remember telling them I was tearing as I could feel it, Jane said I wasn’t – liar!
At 5.37pm with one massive push Olivia was born! She weighed in at 7lb 6oz. I have never felt so proud and in love ever. It was fantastic. After a cuddle she was whisked away to be cleaned up and weighed and checked.
Jane then started to sorted out my tear and had to go and get a doctor as she said it was a deep tear and thought it might be 3rd degree but she couldn’t tell so off she goes to get a doctor. In strolls a doctor who gives me a big smile, prods my undercarriage, announces that “sphincter is good” grins at me and walks out. This gave me the giggles, in fact it did for a week after birth. So I was sewn up which again was bizarre as it didn’t hurt but I could feel it.
So all cleaned up and sorted out Olivia was given back to me and she latched on and fed like a pro.
We had to spend 4 days in hospital as she has inherited my broken eyes but the hospital were great and added me onto the Monday morning clinic so she could be seen straight away and get a referral to the children’s hospital within a few weeks rather than months.
We spent Monday morning sat on the neonatal ward. My baby who I thought was so small looked huuuge next to those teeny babies. After being checked out the doctor said that she did have cataracts and although they were central in her eyes they didn’t appear to be very dense so things might not be too bad :) We are off for a trip to the hospital on 1st April for more tests and plan the way forward.
I can not believe that that was two weeks ago now. We have had a fair amount of trouble with breast feeding. After the initial good feed she decided that she was going to be lazy and although she has a great latch she wouldn’t suck. We are working at it and she is much better but it is still a bit of a task.
The time has flown by and I am loving being a mum, it is wonderful!
Nichola you’re next and I am sooo excited :) Then roll on Summer 2011 and the picnic in the field hehe
Tom’s alarm went off at 6am and I was wondering around the bedroom whilst he was getting ready and in the back of my mind I was thinking I should ask him to stay off work but never said anything to him other than that I felt a bit twingy. I really thought it would settle soon and I would be back in bed by 7am and then spend the morning watching Phil and Holly.
He set off for work so cue the pains getting stronger and it dawning on me that I might actually be in labour. I decided not to call him as they could settle down and I could be there for a long time. At 7.20am I decided that the TENS machine might be needed and I started timing them.
8.10 I decided that I needed Tom with me so called him, he was in a meeting at the time so all attention wason him and they quickly packed him off home back down the motorway.
Thursday was very long with contractions coming every 4 minutes. I had a MW appointment that lunch time for a sweep, obviously no longer needed but we strolled down to the doctors just so that I could talk to someone about what was happening. She confirmed that all was well and that there should be a baby that day.
I rang the hospital to put them on notice and spent the afternoon walking up and down the living room and leaning on the walls during contractions waiting for them it get to 3 in 10 minutes. However at 5.30pm they slowed to 1 every 10 minutes, booo. I was feeling tired at this stage so decided to go and have a lie down which was very uncomfortable but it meant I was getting a few minutes sleep between contractions.
I got up an hour later and they started to speed up again but wouldn’t get passed 1 every 4 minutes. I rang the hospital who told me to stay home if I could handle it, I knew I could but being so tired I just wanted someone to help. I said I would stay home and watch Eastenders and then review it. Does anyone remember Thursdays episode of Easties? It was the one were Ian had stolen Marie’s birth video to show Lucy, so I stood leaning against the wall in pain listening to someone having a baby haha. I think that made me crack as I turned to Tom and said that’s it I don’t care what they say I am going in and off we set with plenty of well wishes from the neighbours (I wonder if they could hear me haha)
So we arrived at the hospital and were introduced to a MW that had helped with SILs birth two weeks prior. Rachael and Ross hadn’t liked her and said she was horrible but I could not disagree more. Her name was Mary and she was a realist who tells you everything that may or may not happen, which is probably why they didn’t like her.
After being warned that I there was a chance I might be sent home if I wasn’t dilating I was pleased to hear that I was 3 cm woohoo so I was allowed to get settled in. I then spent a few hours leaning against the wall and window sill, being the lovely wife that I am I even let Tom get some shut eye on the bed trying to keep the noise down during contractions haha
By 2 am I was getting tired but had made it to 7/8 cm and was feeling proud of myself but the baby shifted position and I started to get the contractions in my thighs really badly, it was painful to stand any longer but a nice break for my back. I was given some diamorphine to help me get some sleep.
I spent from 5am through to after lunch trying to stay mobile to keep things going, not easily done with burning legs, I had a play on the birthing ball and Michelle (the new midwife) was lovely and got hot water and towels to try and ease it.
By 2pm I was still 7/8 cm and I remember a couple of people talking about action line as during contractions by heart rate went really high and baby went low. I just remember thinking ooh action line that must be like threshold criteria in work and zoned out thinking about Care Proceedings heh
It was agreed that they were going to send me down to the delivery unit to give me a drip to help get things moving again and so that they could keep a closer eye on me and baby. At this stage I remember crying as my legs were so sore and I was tired so they decided that as there was going to be a wait between me moving and the drip getting going they would give me another shot of diamorphine to let me get some sleep so I could have the energy to push. I remember asking for this a lot once they said I could have it and telling Michelle that I normally hate needles but I was sooo happy to see her with that one!
This was the only time I cried and I couldn’t stop apologising for crying and shouting through my contractions! Tom was lovely and made sure I had everything I needed and reassured me that I was actually being quite quiet and promised me I wasn’t like that shouting girl from One Born Every Minute.
I got shipped off and Tom was told it was going to be several hours before things got started so he decided to go home and grab a bit of sleep, being the man giant that he is the small chair he had been in all night hadn’t done him any good.
I was still sleepy from the needle but waking for contractions and seeing a midwife called Jane sitting next to my bed making notes of the readings from the machine. I remember telling her that this must be a really boring part for her watching me sleep and then promptly went back to sleep.
I woke up a little later with a real urge to push, Jane didn’t think it would be time yet and I remember babbling on about possibly needing a poo as I heard stories about getting the two confused. As she was getting ready to check me out I just remember repeating that I needed to go to the toilet haha being checked I had gone to 9 ½ cm so Jane ran off to call Tom to get him back to hospital, he had only been home for 30 minutes – if I had known it would kick things off I would have sent him home hours earlier!
I then tried my best not to want to push as I wanted Tom to be there, thankfully the hospital isn’t too far away so he was back quick sticks :)
So onto the pushing part – this was bizarre. I was still getting the contractions through my legs and after each contraction I had terrible cramp in my right thigh. I loooove my midwife though as she realised I appeared to be in more pain after the contraction so she would lift my leg for me and give it a good rub whilst waiting for the next contraction. I also love gas and air even though I kept getting giggles as I kept making duck noises with it!
With our heartbeats doing funny things still a doctor was called in to examine us as after an hour pushing not much seemed to be happening. A lovely doctor came in and I can not remember her name. She had a look and a prod and announced that two more pushes and the baby would be born, this was a fab relief as not much would happen so cue me pushing as hard as I could.
I remember telling them I was tearing as I could feel it, Jane said I wasn’t – liar!
At 5.37pm with one massive push Olivia was born! She weighed in at 7lb 6oz. I have never felt so proud and in love ever. It was fantastic. After a cuddle she was whisked away to be cleaned up and weighed and checked.
Jane then started to sorted out my tear and had to go and get a doctor as she said it was a deep tear and thought it might be 3rd degree but she couldn’t tell so off she goes to get a doctor. In strolls a doctor who gives me a big smile, prods my undercarriage, announces that “sphincter is good” grins at me and walks out. This gave me the giggles, in fact it did for a week after birth. So I was sewn up which again was bizarre as it didn’t hurt but I could feel it.
So all cleaned up and sorted out Olivia was given back to me and she latched on and fed like a pro.
We had to spend 4 days in hospital as she has inherited my broken eyes but the hospital were great and added me onto the Monday morning clinic so she could be seen straight away and get a referral to the children’s hospital within a few weeks rather than months.
We spent Monday morning sat on the neonatal ward. My baby who I thought was so small looked huuuge next to those teeny babies. After being checked out the doctor said that she did have cataracts and although they were central in her eyes they didn’t appear to be very dense so things might not be too bad :) We are off for a trip to the hospital on 1st April for more tests and plan the way forward.
I can not believe that that was two weeks ago now. We have had a fair amount of trouble with breast feeding. After the initial good feed she decided that she was going to be lazy and although she has a great latch she wouldn’t suck. We are working at it and she is much better but it is still a bit of a task.
The time has flown by and I am loving being a mum, it is wonderful!
Nichola you’re next and I am sooo excited :) Then roll on Summer 2011 and the picnic in the field hehe
Tuesday 9 March 2010
I want my baby to arrive now, I am feeling thoroughly sorry for myself today as I have woken up with a bit of snot and a head ache which are just harder to cope with atm.
Given my powers of making people give birth when I tell them this year "well the two pregnancies I have known happen so far) I am praying that my prediction of 10th is correct.
Looking forward to meeting baby no name and have a good cuddle rather than taking turns to poke each other through my belly haha
Also my patience that I can normally control well if wearing thin, thankfully I am able to take it out on the cold callers and no one i like - for now haha
Ah well I am going to research labour inducing techniques heh
Given my powers of making people give birth when I tell them this year "well the two pregnancies I have known happen so far) I am praying that my prediction of 10th is correct.
Looking forward to meeting baby no name and have a good cuddle rather than taking turns to poke each other through my belly haha
Also my patience that I can normally control well if wearing thin, thankfully I am able to take it out on the cold callers and no one i like - for now haha
Ah well I am going to research labour inducing techniques heh
Sunday 10 January 2010
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