Monthly Archives: May 2012

Week 1 Highlights – From hospital to home to Tesco’s…

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Day One was spent in the hospital with mummy and daddy. We were on a recovery ward at the Royal Berkshire Hospital (The Marsh Ward) where there were lots of other mums who had been through cesarean deliveries. We had a spot right by the window overlooking a school on Craven Road. The visiting hours on the ward were 9am-1pm (for Daddy only) and 3pm-9pm (Daddy + everyone else) so the first few moments were spent snuggling with us. Shortly afterwards we began ‘attempting’ to breastfeed you – and what a mission this was!

At 3pm your uncle Dan came round to see you. He was later followed by granddad Dean, then nanny Lynne and aunty Louise. They all posed for photos and had lots of cuddles with you. All too soon was mummy was left alone with you for what was to be a very uncomfortable night in the hospital. Mummy couldn’t sleep as she was concerned you were hungry so stayed up chatting to you, changing a ton of dirty nappies, and trying to encourage you to feed. You cried lots and wanted to be held the entire night. Mummy was in considerable discomfort due to the stitches in her tummy so it was a very long night for the both of us.

Chilling at the hospital

Chilling at the hospital

By Day Two mummy had decided she wanted to be at home with you and daddy. She set about trying to convince the nurses she was okay to be discharged. As you’ll soon find out, when mummy wants something she’s very sneaky and very persistent. She made a point of taking a long shower on her own to show her mobility was good, joked to every midwife who came within 2 feet of her, and went for lots of walks in the hospital grounds.

By early afternoon we were the talk of the ward. The other mums were amazed at how many times I got out of bed, the nurses were whispering about how well mummy was coping, and mummy and daddy had already began making preparations to get you ready for the journey home. The midwife’s tried their best to convince me to stay, but by 9pm we had convinced them to let us go.

By 10.30pm we were home. Daddy had work the next day so went straight to bed, mummy spent the night cuddling you, feeding you and chatting to you – you were fairly disoriented so there was lots of crying. Billy the cat spent a few hours eyeing you up from his vantage point on the fridge / freezer. Occasionally he wandered over for a closer look but he soon gave up when mummy told him off.

Day Three was a quiet time with mummy and daddy and close family – you had your first ever bath and we began to settle into a routine. Mummy and daddy spent the entire day staring at you and talking about how beautiful you were. We started talking about names… we liked 2 of these; Dexter and Jake. As we simply couldn’t decide between them, we decided to trial Dex for 2 days, then Jake to see what stuck. We also asked our friends if they had any newspapers from the day of your birth to pop in a memory box for you.

In the early afternoon daddy’s family popped around to see you (and nanny Jayne for a short while). Aunty Sam had lots of clothes left over from when she was expecting Bella. As your cousin Bella was such a big baby she couldn’t fit into many of the clothes Sam had bought – this meant lots of freebies for you!

Day Four was an emotional day. Mummy and Daddy took you out for your first ever outing! Don’t get excited – we only went to Tesco’s but it was a big deal as it allowed us to test your new pram and show you a little more of the world. You looked so perfect in your little pushchair and absolutely tiny – lots of people stopped to stare at you and remarked how ‘cute’ you were. You didn’t wake up for the entire outing so didn’t see much… mummy plans on taking you out for lots of walks soon so hopefully next time will be more fun.

In your car seat ready for your first day trip

In your car seat ready for your first day trip

Mummy’s friend Paul popped over on Day 5 to give you some presents and have a hold. The midwife also popped round to give you a heel prick test and take off the dressings from mummy’s tummy. More visits on Day 6 as mummy’s friend from school Rachel (and her cute daughter Brooke) came over to see you. They bought you a gorgeous little pair of booties that should fit your tiny feet a few months from now. Nanny Lynne also popped round again with some little vest tops for you.

That brings us neatly to today. You’ll be surprised to learn we’re no further with picking your name and you’re no further forward in settling down at night. Mummy has had just a few hours sleep since you’ve come into her life but she still loves you (and daddy) more than anything or anyone else on the planet and is looking forward to spending her life trying to make you both happy,

Your Dramatic Entrance!

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Here follows a mini timeline of your birth:

12:30pm (15th May 2012)

Mummy arrived at Reading town centre as she had a photo shoot at work at 2pm. Mummy was in a bit of a strop as she didn’t feel like having her picture taken and thought she looked hideous. The plan was to get her hair cut before the shoot so she got into town early. On the way to the hairdressers she popped into to see her best mate Paul Smith at his work (Goldsmiths Jewelers) with a belated birthday pressie.

1.00pm

Mummy got her hair cut at SuperCuts (a ‘cheap’ hairdressers in the Oracle – the only place that would see her at such short notice). The hairdresser was a very camp Thai guy so mummy was chatting and beginning to relax into the day.

2.00pm

The photo shoot! Mummy was having pictures taken for the re-launch of her work website. She wasn’t overly impressed with the photo but hey, she was 8.5 months pregnant and tired. She over stayed her welcome afterwards for some cuddles and a good old gossip with the girls (Charley, Charlotte, Nic, Nikki and Laura).

4.30pm

Daddy picked up mummy and they went food shopping at Tesco’s. You’ll soon find out that shopping with Daddy is a royal pain in the butt; he likes to ‘browse’ the aisles and spends AGES comparing the prices of everything. Mummy was beginning to feel you wriggle about and thought she felt the first twinges of you getting ready for birth. She was so excited she posted about this on Facebook.

7.00pm – 10.00pm

You were wriggling away and mummy was feeling a little uncomfortable whilst she was watching the telly.

10.00pm

Mummy went to bed – she wanted to lay straight as she had a few mini cramps. She wouldn’t feel you again for a few hours.

12.00am (16th May 2012)

Daddy had come to bed around 11pm and wanted to get his head down for work the next day. Mummy wasn’t tired and her mind was racing with thoughts of you so she went to watch a film in the living room (Four Brothers).

12.15am

Mummy felt some water between her legs and thought her waters had broken. She felt down between her legs and felt she was soaked right through. When she lifted her hand up she saw it was bright red with blood. Mummy panicked BIG TIME and shouted to Daddy to help her. She was running throughout the flat and shaking as she thought it was bad and you might be in trouble. Daddy and mummy rang the hospital and they called an ambulance.

12.30am

The ambulance came and took mummy to the maternity ward at the Royal Berkshire Hospital. Daddy followed behind in the van. The ambulance men were very nice and told mummy not to panic.

12:45pm

Mummy was taken on a hospital trolley to the maternity ward. They strapped her straight into a machine so she (and they) could hear your heartbeat through her tummy – mummy cried because she was so relieved you were okay. The nurses then felt her tummy and tried to work out whereabouts you were inside of her. There had been some problems with your positioning throughout the pregnancy; at 36 weeks you were upside down with your tiny feet pointing downwards. In order to give birth safely you had to be the other way around so the doctors had massaged mummy’s tummy to get you the right way up. The nurses wanted to make sure you hadn’t been cheeky and pushed yourself back into the ‘naughty’ position or she’d have to have a Caesarean section (where they cut you out of mummy’s tummy – Daddy calls this “coming out through the sunroof”). A scan determined you were still head down (Yayyy!) so they thought you would be okay.

3.15pm

After a consultation with the doctor,  they thought you were doing well but were still worried about mummy’s bleeding. They took her to another room to strap her up to a monitor which would continuously track your heartbeat and mummy’s. Both mummy and daddy were very tired so tried to get some sleep. At this stage both mummy and daddy suspected the nurses would send us all home as mummy’s bleeding was much better.

4.00pm

Mummy needed a wee so got up to use the toilet. When she did, there was lots more blood and mummy began to cry. The doctors were called in and a decision was made to deliver you straight away. This meant mummy had to have a Caesarean section after all. The next few hours were chaotic as mummy had to sign lots of forms to consent to the operation. Mummy was scared but also secretly happy as she was scared to go home.

5.15pm

Mummy and daddy went to the operating room. Daddy had to wear scrubs so looked like a doctor. Mummy had to wear a special gown and had to be numbed from the chest down so the doctors could get you safely out without mummy feeling anything. Mummy’s memory is pretty hazy from here as she was very scared and anxious. Needless to say – the operation began. One day, when you are older, daddy will talk you through it as mummy has largely blocked it out.

5.51am

YOU WERE BORN… 38 weeks – 5lbs 14 (16th May 2012 @5.51am)

 

The legend himself – our tiny miracle xx

Our 4D experience – Baby Mills at 32 weeks

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So we paid out and treated ourselves to a 4D scan at a little husband-and-wife run imaging centre in Basingstoke “Baby Debut” – http://www.babydebut.co.uk/index.htm

The experience was around £90 for an hours peek into my tummy to meet baby in all his 4D nakedness. He certainly showed us his best features; mooning us and flashing his willy aplenty (just like his daddy). We didn’t get to see much of his face though as he was in a breech position, very high, and hiding behind the umbilical cord. In situations like this, Baby Debut offer you a further scan free of charge to get a decent pic of your little one. So we went home a little disappointed armed with exercises to try to get His Royal Highness to turn around.

One week later – he graced us with a little peek at his perfect face. He’s got mummy’s pout, mummy’s cheekbones, daddy’s dimples and daddy’s bum – a formidable combination. Result? We’re smitten.

 

Strike the pose!

Strike the pose!