Becoming A Family Of Four

Our littlest love is now two weeks old, two whole weeks, and it’s been strange getting used to being a mum of two. Not only do I need a second pair of hands to help Ethan build his train tracks whilst feeding Edith, but I also need about 14 pairs of eyes to keep an eye whilst I quickly try to make myself a cuppa (and hopefully drink it whilst it’s hot).

Ethan has been absolutely amazing with Edith, credit to him for that. He comes in to our bedroom in a morning and pokes his head into her Moses basket to say hello. He’s a champ at bringing nappies when needed, and if her dummy happens to fall about then he’s straight there to put it back in. The most heart warming moment was when she was crying as I was making her a bottle and he sat at the side of her baby bouncer and said ‘It’s ok Edith, I’m here’.

We have noticed though that his behaviour has started to worsen, now I expected having a new baby to affect him but I expected it to affect him in a ‘I don’t want anything to do with the baby’ kind of way. He’s not an absolute terror, but he’s not being an angel either. It’s also half term, but our nursery has two weeks off instead of one, so I’m hoping that getting him back in to his nursery routine and him having a bit of time away from his new sister might help.

I ventured out of the house on my own with both kids for the first time this week, albeit only to the local library and charity shop, but it was a first and I was super anxious. What if Ethan left my eyesight and walked in front of a car or what if someone tried to take him? But it’s safe to say it went well and I managed to look after two kids safely on my own. I know it sounds daft as I’ve been looking after them in the house, but it’s like when you leave your door your little security blanket has been taken and they’re open to all kinds of dangers again.

I’m loving being a mum to two, the connection Ethan already has with his baby sister is so adorable to watch and I can’t wait to see it grow and strengthen. I was really scared before she came along about how I would feel being a mum of two. Would I feel as much love for my second born as I did my first? I didn’t need to worry as I totally do, I love the little family we have now and although we’re only two weeks in to our new dynamic I think it’s the happiest I’ve ever been.

See you next time!

Adele

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My Birth Story

So I apologise for the radio silence lately but I do have a very good reason, my beautiful baby is here!

I’ve spent the last week taking in family life as a mum of two, snuggling my newborn and enjoying the time with my husband before he had to return to work after his week of paternity leave.

I’ve written my birth story whilst it’s all still fresh in my mind, my labour with my first is a bit hazy these days so I wanted to remember it the best I could. I hope you enjoy!

Friday 9th February
41+5 (12 days overdue)

My induction was booked for 8:30 that morning and we’d arranged childcare for Ethan at Chris’ parents’ house. We dropped him off, said our goodbyes and headed to the hospital via McDonalds for a cheeky breakfast. We parked up and went to the antenatal ward and was met by one of the midwives who looked after me when I was admitted for my possible C-section. She explained that I would be put on the monitor for ½ hour to check baby over and then I would be examined to see how my cervix was looking. After that we would have one of two options, pessary or waters breaking depending on how many centimetres I was dilated. I had an hour on the monitor as they were really busy, everything looked great baby was happy and moving and it even picked up Braxton Hicks contractions. She took me off the monitor and examined me, she also did an unplanned stretch and sweep which I was a bit upset by as I hadn’t consented to it and I had actually declined them due to a bad experience last pregnancy. I managed to get through it and she told me I was a good 2-3cm dilated and she had done a successful one (apparently she has a high success rate at getting people in to labour). We were sent on our way home to get labour going and if there was no luck then to call labour ward the next morning to book in for my waters breaking.

As Ethan was being looked after by his Grandparents we went to go see the new 50 Shades film. I was getting small period style cramps but nothing painful or regular. At 3pm we went to pick Ethan back up and take him home. We spent the rest of the evening chilling as a family, the cramps continued and had a pattern of 5-6 minutes apart but by 8pm they had stopped and we went to bed. I had let my Dad & Stepmum know as they were on call for childcare that night but I honestly thought I would wake up the next morning with nothing.

Saturday 10th February
41+6 (13 days overdue)

I woke at 12:30am with pains, definitely more intense than the night before. I got up to go to the toilet and got back in bed. I timed them on a contraction app on my phone for ½ hour and they were every 3-4 minutes apart. I woke Chris to let him know and we went downstairs for a cup of tea. I expected to be in it for the long haul after my very long labour last time so I wanted to go downstairs where I was close to drinks/snacks and away from Ethan so I didn’t disturb him. The lights went out as our whole street had a power cut but thankfully it was only for a few minutes.

The pains were getting stronger and at 1:30 we called my dad to let him know that he was getting a visitor and Chris took him over. I said my goodbyes to my little boy for the last time as a mum of one and tried to not let him see me in too much pain. I was breathing over my birthing ball until he got home twenty minutes later. We called the hospital to let them know I was in labour, they told me to take two paracetamol and to try a bath. I took the tablets but declined the bath as the thought of water wasn’t appealing to me at all. I was to call them back in an hour when my contractions were around 50 seconds to 1 minute long to update on how I was feeling, or to call sooner if my waters broke. I spent the next hour breathing through the contractions whilst bent over the bed, they were getting really painful at this point and I was getting ready for some stronger pain relief. I got dressed and we called again at 3am. They told me to come in as I was getting ready for some gas and air. That car journey has to be the most uncomfortable car journey I’ve been on, my contractions were every 2.5-3 minutes apart and were lasting 45 seconds to 1 minute each.

We parked up and headed into the maternity hospital and was met by my midwife May who took us to our room. I had a contraction on my way and she told me to take it steady, she also said that by looking at me we weren’t going home as she could tell I was well on my way. I also had a student midwife in the room, it was her first year and she was very new to the hospital environment (turns out I was only the third delivery she had been present at). She brought in a refreshment tray for Chris and some water and Lucozade for me. I was leaning over the bed in the room whilst she said that she had looked over my notes from my last delivery and because of my previous 4th degree tear she was going to take this labour carefully, deliver the baby really slowly and that my chance of tearing a second time to the same extent would be very small. I really appreciated her confidence as it made me feel more at ease. Whilst I got myself into my nightie she said that as I was booked in for an induction I would be monitored in this labour and that she would be breaking my waters for me, both of these were things I hadn’t wanted but in that moment I don’t think I really cared.

At 4am she examined me to see how far along I was, I was only expecting her to say around 4cm dilated. All of a sudden I felt my waters go which May wasn’t ready for and I was met with the news that I was 9cm dilated, before the waters had gone she had guessed I was around 4cm but it was hard to tell as they were bulging so much. She had also said that if I had waited much longer at home, my waters would have gone in the car and I probably wouldn’t have made it to hospital in time. She told the student midwife to get a delivery pack ready, that’s the moment I think I began to panic just a little bit. There was meconium in the waters which we had expected due to how overdue I was. She put me a cannula in just in case it was needed later on and got me the gas and air out. I was laid on the bed and had said I’d wanted to try being on all fours, I tried it but couldn’t get comfortable. They kept losing the trace on the baby so they mentioned putting the clip on baby’s head (I had this last labour with Ethan) but I moved back to being sat on the bed so they didn’t need to do it as they began to pick up again on the monitor.

I was examined again a few times but there was a small lip of cervix that wouldn’t go, then at 5am it went and it was all systems go. I gave up my gas, I was asked to push baby down the birth canal but she reassured me that when it got to crowning I wouldn’t be pushing but breathing. She also used warm compresses on my perineum which was to hopefully prevent another bad tear, I was expecting to tear a little bit. With each contraction baby’s heartrate kept dropping, they gave me some fluids via the cannula as May thought that baby might have been a little dehydrated. I began feeling a huge need to push, it was really intense though, a lot more intense than my labour with Ethan. I must admit I did make some crazy animal noises, I didn’t scream but I could hear myself and I kept apologising for making such noises. May had her hand on the top of baby’s head to hold it back so I didn’t push too quickly. I felt the ‘ring of fire’ which was very stingy, I never felt it with Ethan due to the way he was born. I was told not to push at this point and I felt every part of my baby come out which was an amazing feeling, and at 5:44am our beautiful baby was born.

Chris told me we had a girl and I couldn’t believe it, I cried and said ‘oh my god’ a few times. She was passed straight to me for skin to skin and I was given the injection to help deliver the placenta. We had delayed cord clamping and Chris cut the cord. The placenta took a little while to come and I had to do a few pushes to help it come out. May examined me once the placenta was born to see how badly I had torn and I was ecstatic to find out I had only had a 2nd degree tear and a small labial tear this time. This meant I didn’t need to be taken to theatre to be repaired for 2.5 hours like I did with Ethan, I could stay in the room with my husband and baby whilst it was stitched with local anaesthetic. I passed her to Chris as they gave me the gas and air back whilst they put in the injections and we waited for that to kick in. Once May had started baby was passed back to me to do the first feed which again is something I missed out on in Ethan’s labour, and whilst we were doing this she decided to take her first poo all over my stomach and my chest which was lovely!

Once I had been stitched they ran me a bath and baby was passed back to dad to have some skin to skin which was so great to see. I had a lovely soak in the bath and got cleaned up and once I got out baby was weighed and found to be 8lb 12oz. May caught up on my notes as she hadn’t had a chance to do any as the labour progressed so quickly. My first stage of labour had lasted 4.5 hours and my second stage 44 minutes (A lot faster than my labour with Ethan) and I had lost 450ml of blood. I got some clean pjs on and we said goodbye and Thank You to May as it was time for her to go home. She gave me a big hug and congratulated me again, turns out she’s never had a woman who had a previous 4th degree tear go on to have a vaginal delivery so I was her first. Apparently most women automatically choose C-section which I’m so glad I didn’t do. I honestly couldn’t thank her enough for her support in labour as I needed it, she was truly amazing. A new midwife came in and she did the baby checks, the Vitamin K injection and took some bloods from me. Chris went to move the car as we only had parking until 8am and I called my parents with the news that they had a baby Granddaughter. They brought me some tea and toast (isn’t hospital tea and toast the best thing ever) and Chris came back with a gift bag which contained a beautiful knot necklace to represent our complete family which was gorgeous and I was so very grateful. We were given time to ourselves whilst they sorted all the paperwork to go upstairs with us to the ward, we would need to stay in for the next 12 hours whilst they monitored baby due to the meconium in the waters.

The next few hours went by super quickly, we were up on the postnatal ward and they did baby’s hearing test and observations. The bounty lady also came by to do her photos, I know they are expensive but we had them done with Ethan and they are really special to us so we did indulge in a few photos this time too. I had a jacket potato for my lunch and Chris had a right do trying to find some food as the cafes didn’t seem to cater for weekends. Luckily enough I had packed an emergency pot noodle so he was more than happy with that. We were seen by a midwife on the ward who said she would get all our paperwork ready then so that if baby passed her checks at 6pm we could go straight home. She also gave me my Anti-D injection as I have a rhesus negative blood group. I had the usual discussion on safe sleeping, feeding & contraception. For my dinner I had a pork and apple hotpot which was lush and baby passed all her observations at 6pm and we were allowed to go home! I was also given Dolteparin/Fragmin injections for 6 weeks which I had to do with my first, baby’s red book and then we were on our way.

We came home and my Dad & Stepmum dropped Ethan off so that he could meet his baby sister for the first time, it was lovely to watch and a teeny bit emotional. We then had the family come to meet her the next day. I can’t believe how different this birth was compared to my one with Ethan, his birth will always be special to me as he was my first. But although I would say this birth was a lot scarier, and I mean a lot, it was so much better as I came away with a lot less damage and I think it healed a lot of emotional pain I was still feeling after my first labour. Would I do it all again? Yeah I’m not sure about that.


So here she is my little lady Edith Faith born on 10th February 2018. Our beautiful daughter.

See you next time!

Adele

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Starting Nursery & Admitted To Hospital

The second week of January has come and gone already and we are getting closer to meeting our new arrival.

We fitted the baby’s car seat in to the car ready for when we bring him/her home from hospital. It seems so weird to have two car seats in the car, we’re actually going to have two children in the back of the car!

This one started Nursery this week. We’ve not been in a financial position to pay for him to go to nursery at any point (my goodness nursery fees are expensive) so we waited until he got his 15 funded hours.

He now goes three days a week (Tues-Thurs) for 5 hours a day, we thought it would work well for us as we still have Monday & Friday free if we want a long weekend away and he’s getting a longer day at nursery with a meal which he wouldn’t normally get if he went for 5 x 3 hour sessions.

He seems to have settled in really well, we get a little sheet of paper at the end of each day to let us know what he’s been doing and he’s been doing a variety of things including Sand Play, Outdoor Play & Construction. He’s also eating his meals which is great to hear.

Today though hasn’t been a great end to the week. We were expecting it to be fair though (more details in last weeks post) but here I am finishing my weekly blog post from my hospital room. It’s only the first day so I’m still ok but I can imagine by the end of this week it’s going to be pretty dull.

My dinner was nice though, roast beef & all the trimmings (not bad for hospital dinner). I think I must be the only person I know who actually enjoys hospital food.

I’m sure I’ll have more to update you all on next week, but it may be a boring one if I’m in here. Who knows maybe bump will decide to do a flip over and go head down (we can hope).

See you next Monday!

Adele

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Bugs & Bad News

How have I spent the first week of January? In a haze of germs and worry. If you follow me over on Instagram then the chances are you already know what’s been going off in my life, but for those who don’t here goes. The picture above was the day before the bad news where hubby took us to Frankie & Benny’s for our dinner and Ethan covered himself in Chocolate Brownie Sundae.

We had our 36 week growth scan this week, I get an extra scan at this time due to my BMI possibly causing a large baby (my first was 8lb 6oz so not huge). We found out that this baby is measuring 6lb 9oz at the moment so he/she is actually measuring smaller than their brother who measured 7lb 5oz at this stage. At my last midwife appointment they had suspected bump would be breech so I was hoping to find out that baby had changed position. It had…but not in the direction we were expecting.

We found out that he/she is now transverse (straight across) and everything became a bit of a blur from there. I went to speak to a consultant who told me that the chances of baby turning now are very minimal so I’ve been booked in for a section before my due date. I’m feeling ok about this now, I was a bit gutted that I wouldn’t get my chance at birth again, but now I know I can focus on being prepared for the section.

They then began mentioning admission to hospital and cord prolapse, not the happy news I was hoping for. Because of baby’s position, if my waters break there’s a good chance the cord can fall through my cervix and become trapped meaning that he/she would be deprived of oxygen and obviously the worst could happen. Therefore they need to admit me to hospital to stay until baby is here.

I had two options, to be admitted there and then on the day (36 weeks) or to stay at home until 38 weeks and go in to hospital then. We discussed this and it was agreed by the doctors too that because I have a 3 year old at home, staying at home would be the better option for me but if my waters break I need to call an ambulance and get in to a position that puts as little pressure on to my cervix as possible. Also the first sign of labour I have to call and head in.

So I’ll be heading into hospital next Sunday (14th January) and I’ll be there until baby is born roughly a week later. I’m worried I’m not going to lie, and I’m going to miss my little boy, but I have the most supportive family who have offered to look after him in the day whilst hubby is at work and then he can bring him to come see me in the evening.

I’ve also been full of a virus this week that the boys had over Christmas (Ethan was ill at Christmas and didn’t want to open his presents or play). It’s just a cold/flu virus so nothing too serious but at nearly 37 weeks pregnant it’s not much fun I’m not going to lie.

I’ve been taking Paracetamol to try and ease it but of course everything else is pretty much banned for pregnant women so I’m just sitting it out and hoping that I don’t go in to labour soon so I’ve got chance to recover from this first. I can’t imagine a cold and a newborn is too much fun.

We’re getting the house ready now for bringing baby home. His/her bedroom has been ready for a while, all we need to do is put the Moses basket in our room when we come home. But I’ve brought the spare Moses basket downstairs, and Ethan seems to have claimed it for his baby. It’s so cute, he comes downstairs in a morning to check on how his baby is doing.

It’s not been the most exciting start to 2018, I’m pretty much restricted to my house and the local shop so that if I go into labour I’m not far away from home. Next week will probably be about the same but hopefully with a few less germs.

See you all next Monday!

Adele

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Looking back at 2017

I’ve not been the best blogger, truth be told I’m not that confident in writing. I live my life through Instagram, a world of pretty pictures and little words.

I am aiming to be better in 2018, I’m hoping to do a weekly blog post on what we’ve been up to little or large. But for now I thought we’d take a little look back on what 2017 brought us.

January

Play dates with fellow mummy friends, non mummy friends and winter walks in the country.

February

Muddy garden centre visits, walks along the waterside and pancakes.

March

Wedding dress shopping with my sister, our first Sun £9.50 Holiday & a third attempt at Slimming World…oops!

April

Easter, Weight Loss & Best Man at a wedding.

May

Catching up with friends in The Lakes, the first picnic of the year and finding out we were pregnant.

June

Play date with a fox, early pregnancy scan and feeding the ducks.

July

Camping in Wales, announcing our pregnancy and bridesmaid duties.

August

Slush puppies, parks and fun in the sun.

September

Coffee dates, Farm fun and The Royal Albert Hall.

October

Autumn walks, nursery application & Halloween weddings.

November

Bonfire night, getting ready for baby and Ethan turning 3.

December

London, Santa Visits & Christmas.

All in all I think it’s been a wonderful year and I’m so excited for what the next one is going to bring us. All the best to you all for a happy and healthy 2018.

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