pregnancy and Birth story. LONG
Lily's Birth story.
Written with love by Mummy
We found out we were pregnant on Wedneday the 28th October 2009. We were happy but frightened...3 months beforehand we had lost our beautiful Leigham through a late miscarriage...so our new pregnancy journey began.
We had our first ultrasound at 6 weeks- just to ensure everything was going ok. We were desperate for a heartbeat to be seen. The sonographer was a grumpy old hag but, there was a heartbeat and a very small little dot on the screen. Our baby was alive! I was almost skipping out of the hospital. We called everyone and told them we were pregnant.
A week later I was walking down the shops. I felt a huge gush of fluid run down my legs. I came home and went to the toilet. I was bleeding very heavily. I called mum and said “it’s happening again”...I was devastated. When DH got home I stood at the door and cried...”not again” he said...it was a sad night, we cried most of the night.
The next day we went to the hospital for an ultrasound to ‘confirm’ the miscarriage. The screen for me to watch the Ultrasound wasn’t working so DH had to stand behind the sonographer. I was telling him to look for a heartbeat as I wasn’t sure if the sonographer would tell us anything. As soon as she started DH said “I think I can see a heartbeat”..’I can see a heartbeat”...I was asking him are you sure? Are you sure? He was said “yes- our babies alive!”...I looked at the sonographer and she said “Its true- everything looks fine”....I was elated, ecstatic, surprised, grateful and exhausted. I called mum and said “It’s alive”. From then on I called ‘it’ “Gumnut”.
At week 10 my silly doctor called me and told me I will most lucky miscarriage. I was having weekly hCG tests (don’t know why) and they had dropped. I called DH and told him I had to go into hospital for an urgent scan. He left work and came with me. Once again, we were expecting the worst. I laid on the table looking at my amazing husband thinking “please God, don’t do this to him again- don’t take another one of his babies..” I wanted to bring my DH happiness, not all this pain...I want to have a beautiful baby...please let gumnut live”.
The scan started and we looked in awe at the screen. A HEARTBEAT!!!!
We left the hospital exhausted- we were only week 10 and already 2 scares! And that stupid doctor (for the record hCG levels normally do drop at 10 weeks- this is when the placenta ‘takes over’).
Such a scary start set the mood for a very anxious pregnancy. I was terrified. I constantly checked my undies for blood and basically worried every moment that I was going to miscarry.
We started planning our wedding. This kept me mostly occupied. When I was at work I would try to avoid nursing women who had miscarried and were waiting for a D & C but this was almost impossible. I reckon I had one woman every week. This made my fear of miscarriage worse.
At 17 weeks I was sitting on the couch snuggling with DH when I felt fluttering in my belly. Initially I panicked but then stopped and realised...its gumnut moving, gumnut is moving!!! I will never ever forget that moment...such joy for both DH and me. We started calling gumnut ‘Jack’ as we were convinced it was a boy.
DH and I got married when I was 30 weeks pregnant. I will always treasure the picture of DH kissing my belly during the bridal waltz.
I stopped nursing at 38 weeks, and started having contractions at 40 + 6 days. I had 8 minute contractions for 2 days.:o Mostly I spent those 2 days on the couch moaning every 8 minutes or so...LOL..I remember DH talking to me at one stage and I really couldn’t be bothered answering him he said “what- your not talking to me now”...I turned and yelled “I’M IN LABOR YOU MORON” ..DH took me into hospital as my outburst was ‘out of character’ :rofl:
I was induced as the contractions weren’t getting closer. DH stood there the whole time and held my hand. At one stage he said “I can’t believe 9 months ago we thought we had lost Jack- twice! Now he’s coming out!”...it was a beautifully emotional time and extremely painful...lol
After 3 hours the MW suggested I move about (yep, I laid on the bed for 3 hours). I told her no- I could feel the baby coming out. She laughed and said I still had awhile before the baby was coming out. Despite me insisting that I felt that baby was coming out any second she made me get up and walk to the loo. I struggled to get up, took afew shuffled steps and whoops- I felt Gumnuts head slide down. I yelled ‘his coming his coming’ but MW said no- I just needed to walk more. I took another step and felt another woosh- I reached down and felt my babies head in between my legs. The first thing I thought was “YES, he has hair...then I thought “S**T...” :o
I said to the midwife “I can feel his head”. She rolled her eyes, reached down then said “Right- back on the bed- quick” LMAO...Ummm quick???:o I tried to hold Gumnut in but started pushing while I walked. I kind of laid on the bed, yelled to DH to ‘catch’ the baby. I felt gumnut slip out. I looked down and DH was holding our baby. Firstly I thought oh my god, A BABY!!! Then I thought “whose taking photo’s” ;) I yelled at my mum to take photos...she got some amazing pics.
DH placed “Jack” on my tummy. I asked him if it was a boy. He looked and turned to me and said ‘It’s a sweet little girl”. We both laughed and cried out of joy and the irony that we thought we had a boy all this time and were soo wrong. We called her Lily- after DH’s deceased Mum. She was adorable. She lifted her head and looked at me and I looked at her and I thought you are just the most amazing little thing I have ever seen. God I love her! DH is totally in love with her and does everything for ‘his little girl’..she is everything to us!
All in all, Lily was born via drug free labor at 13:53 on Saturday 17th of July. She weighed 3.7kgs (8lb14oz i think) We are very proud parents (obviously LOL)
Thanks everyone for reading if you hung in this long :clap::clap:
