So early last month (2 months to the day after my early labour, that was halted) and ten days overdue - my baby girl arrived into this world.
I stayed at home a bit too long (about 4 days to be precise) so when I got to the hospital it was time to push - we were only in the building 55 minutes before the baby arrived!
I'd been in labour 4 days earlier, the contractions did reach 4 minutes apart, but were not intense and my water didn't break, so I went about live as normally as possible. When my hubby came in from work I decided we should have dinner first - no point getting to the hospital too soon!
Well during dinner the contractions that had been going for 6 hours slowed down to every 6 minutes, so I decided - best not go to the hospital and then get sent home.. so I went for a lie down - wanted to conserve my strenght. I woke up 2 hours later and the contractions stopped! Oh well I thought and carried on with normal routines.
Off an on (as I had been doing for a couple of months - I got sparodic contractions, but nothing that felt worth going to the hospital. Anyway four nights later feeling a it off I went to bed early, I woke up after two hours and lost a tiny bit of water.. but no other symptoms, so went back to bed, two hours later I woke up and boy did my water break and erm now I was having back to back contractions.
A nudge to hubby and a call to his mum later (to come over and house watch our sleeping son) we were on our way my three concerns were 1) we were not gonna make it, 2) where was my hairbrush and 2) who moved my water bottle - it has a fixed home in my car and was missing and I was parched!
Well in the hospital and 55 minutes later baby girl arrived! I'd already decided I didn't want drugs in my labour - which was lucky as I was informed I'd left it too late anyway! I did have stiches and I enquired how many and received the information that it was a 'running hem'! That term still makes me chuckle! I didn't ask for any other details.
I cannot say how different this experience was compared to my last baby (boy) which was a c section for a breech baby. Last time I had to wait 45 minutes whilst I was stitched up etc, this time in about 2 minutes or less after I was holding my baby and she latched and nursed for nearly an hour. It was magical.
Whilst I wouldn't change a thing and feel very blessed with both my children I am so grateful to have been able to 'go natural'!
So life has been busy and baby girl is now 7 weeks old and we are enjoying the festive season with both kids - our son is now 19 months old and as I type napping in the room next door.
I'd like more time to write, but right now my priorities are feeding baby girl and playing with toddler boy.
Wishing everyone a great new years eve tomorrow night!
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