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Well.. to be honest i have no idea where to start its all a mad blur in my head! So i hope this will make sense, might be a bit long tho and will probably be filled with loads of spelling mistakes 
Bit of background me and OH have been together just over 5years and already have a beautiful 2year old daughter
I had such an easy pregnancy and birth with her that i thought this time would be a walk in the park too 
From the start of this pregnancy i had terrible morning sickness constantly 
I had trouble sleeping, heartburn and awful acid reflux I hated it! At the time anyway!
By 30 weeks it was really taking its toll on me especially with looking after my 2year old aswell. My OH was brilliant tho, honestly couldnt of done it without him i kept telling the baby to get out and how im never doing this again, didnt think he would actually be listening
At 34weeks i woke up and went for a wee as usual but when i wiped i noticed some red blood on the tissue, so i rang the hospital and they wanted me to come up to be checked over. So off i went with my sister, my OH had just got off a night shift and i didnt want to wake him. Didnt think it would be anything really.
Well when we got there the checked me over, examined me and hooked me up to the monitors. They also done this swab test which says if im going to go into labour within the next 3days, this came back positive So that was it i was staying in hospital for atleast 3days 
And just like that i started getting contractions and my waters started leaking It all became suddenly very real Not what i was expecting atal!
I ended up staying on the maternity ward (in my own room thankfully) for 4days. These days were filled with contractions, steroid injections (bloody painful!), feeling sick, upset stomach, being in pain and no idea what was going to happen. They said they wasnt going to induce me until i was 35weeks or stop anything if it was to happen
So on the 24th as i still hadn't dilated and my cervix was still closed i was allowed to go home but to come back up for the following week to be induced. I lasted a few days at home then on the 27th i started feeling unwell and they told me to go straight back up if i felt ill as it could be a sign of infection. So off i went back up again, this was about 12.30am (now the 28th of may).. After checking me over again they decided at 2.30 they were going to induced me as soon as they was ready for me. Bit scary!
I didnt actually go into a room for them to start until 7.30am, so as you can imagine i had no sleep that night they put me on a drip and soon enough the contractions were coming fast and very painful 
they also broke what was left of my waters. I was in so much pain but still wasnt contracting for ages, even though i felt like i needed to push. This is all a major blur now as i was off my face on gas and air, didnt like that feeling atal!
I can remember having really long, strong and extremely painful contractions but every time they checked my progression I was like 4 5 cm After an hour or two, my baby was struggling to pick back up his heartbeat after my contractions so they wanted to take a sample of blood from his head. They put me on my side, practically pinned me down and this woman seemed to have both her whole arms up me for about half an hour trying to clip his head ok it maybe wasnt the long but it felt like it! If it can back he was in distress they was going to do a c-section, if he was ok I was going to demand an epidural! (even though I didnt want one) lol It came back he was fine so I had to carry on, next thing I felt such an urge to push, so I did, and they all told me of saying my body wasnt ready and I was going to hurt myself badly down there. I could help it though I kept telling them hes coming now and kept pushing. Eventually someone had a peek and said Oh yeh, maybe your right 
Then the room filled with nurses, doctors and people from the special care waiting to take my baby
The pushing stage actually went really quick, Id say about 5-10mins. They went quite ready in the room but he wanted out lol As soon as he was out he cried! Major relief
he was placed straight onto me, I held him for a few mins and then he was whisked away! We did get told he weighs 5lbs 5oz, really good for his age. It was the worst feeling being there not with our baby, we had no idea what happening.
Everyone left with the baby except my one main midwife, she made me have a bath and got me some toast. She was honestly lovely and kept us informed of anything happening to our baby. I physically felt fine, not like had a baby atal! Just felt like I was on a heavy period So I got into some fresh pjs and went down to see my baby.
Down in special care he was placed into an incubator and hooked up to all these machines, he also had this pressure thing on his nose to help his lung and a drip giving him antibiotics. He didnt have any infection they was given to him just in case as my waters had been broke a while. I was on antibiotics too. We stayed down there for about half hour, it was so hard! We couldnt hold him and all I did was cry. There wasnt anything wrong with him he just needed a bit of help but even though they kept telling me this it didnt help because he wasnt coming home with me
So I went back into an empty room on the maternity ward. I could hear other babies crying and I all could do was sit on my bed. I honestly wouldnt wish this on anyone. I felt broken. My OH had to go home to see to our other daughter so I stayed on my own. I kept going back down to see my baby, who we decided to name Ethan, but there was no change and I felt useless down there.
I didnt want to stay again so I went home the next day, leaving the hospital was horrible. I cried the whole way home and as soon as I got home I rang special care to check on him. He was in the special care bit for 2days and then moved into the nursery, which is for babies who dont need as much help. He was in there for 2weeks. I had only just passed my driving test before I had him but I drove myself up there and back every day.
He never really had anything wrong, he went under the light for a bit for jaundice and had that pressure thing on his nose for a day. Then it was just getting him to keep his temperature ok then he could move out of the incubator into a cot. That was a really good feeling seeing him in a cot out of that box. Next mission was getting him feeding and he could come home, he was very lazy as first. He also had tongue tie, which they clipped when he was a few days old. When he was 2weeks and 2days old we finally got to take him home. I couldnt stop smiling like an idiot lol
Hes now 11weeks old (6week corrected) and weighs about 9lbs 10oz He loves his food now and our journey in special care seems so far away now. I hate thinking about it though, I get so emotional. But I know he was in the best place and they really were amazing down there.
Bit of background me and OH have been together just over 5years and already have a beautiful 2year old daughter
I had such an easy pregnancy and birth with her that i thought this time would be a walk in the park too From the start of this pregnancy i had terrible morning sickness constantly I had trouble sleeping, heartburn and awful acid reflux I hated it! At the time anyway!By 30 weeks it was really taking its toll on me especially with looking after my 2year old aswell. My OH was brilliant tho, honestly couldnt of done it without him
i kept telling the baby to get out and how im never doing this again, didnt think he would actually be listening At 34weeks i woke up and went for a wee as usual but when i wiped i noticed some red blood on the tissue, so i rang the hospital and they wanted me to come up to be checked over. So off i went with my sister, my OH had just got off a night shift and i didnt want to wake him. Didnt think it would be anything really.
Well when we got there the checked me over, examined me and hooked me up to the monitors. They also done this swab test which says if im going to go into labour within the next 3days, this came back positive
So that was it i was staying in hospital for atleast 3days And just like that i started getting contractions and my waters started leaking It all became suddenly very real Not what i was expecting atal!I ended up staying on the maternity ward (in my own room thankfully) for 4days. These days were filled with contractions, steroid injections (bloody painful!), feeling sick, upset stomach, being in pain and no idea what was going to happen. They said they wasnt going to induce me until i was 35weeks or stop anything if it was to happen
So on the 24th as i still hadn't dilated and my cervix was still closed i was allowed to go home but to come back up for the following week to be induced. I lasted a few days at home then on the 27th i started feeling unwell and they told me to go straight back up if i felt ill as it could be a sign of infection. So off i went back up again, this was about 12.30am (now the 28th of may).. After checking me over again they decided at 2.30 they were going to induced me as soon as they was ready for me. Bit scary!
I didnt actually go into a room for them to start until 7.30am, so as you can imagine i had no sleep that night
they put me on a drip and soon enough the contractions were coming fast and very painful they also broke what was left of my waters. I was in so much pain but still wasnt contracting for ages, even though i felt like i needed to push. This is all a major blur now as i was off my face on gas and air, didnt like that feeling atal!I can remember having really long, strong and extremely painful contractions but every time they checked my progression I was like 4 5 cm
After an hour or two, my baby was struggling to pick back up his heartbeat after my contractions so they wanted to take a sample of blood from his head. They put me on my side, practically pinned me down and this woman seemed to have both her whole arms up me for about half an hour trying to clip his head ok it maybe wasnt the long but it felt like it! If it can back he was in distress they was going to do a c-section, if he was ok I was going to demand an epidural! (even though I didnt want one) lol It came back he was fine so I had to carry on, next thing I felt such an urge to push, so I did, and they all told me of saying my body wasnt ready and I was going to hurt myself badly down there. I could help it though I kept telling them hes coming now and kept pushing. Eventually someone had a peek and said Oh yeh, maybe your right Then the room filled with nurses, doctors and people from the special care waiting to take my baby The pushing stage actually went really quick, Id say about 5-10mins. They went quite ready in the room but he wanted out lol As soon as he was out he cried! Major relief
he was placed straight onto me, I held him for a few mins and then he was whisked away! We did get told he weighs 5lbs 5oz, really good for his age. It was the worst feeling being there not with our baby, we had no idea what happening. Everyone left with the baby except my one main midwife, she made me have a bath and got me some toast. She was honestly lovely and kept us informed of anything happening to our baby. I physically felt fine, not like had a baby atal! Just felt like I was on a heavy period
So I got into some fresh pjs and went down to see my baby.Down in special care he was placed into an incubator and hooked up to all these machines, he also had this pressure thing on his nose to help his lung and a drip giving him antibiotics. He didnt have any infection they was given to him just in case as my waters had been broke a while. I was on antibiotics too. We stayed down there for about half hour, it was so hard! We couldnt hold him and all I did was cry. There wasnt anything wrong with him he just needed a bit of help but even though they kept telling me this it didnt help because he wasnt coming home with me
So I went back into an empty room on the maternity ward. I could hear other babies crying and I all could do was sit on my bed. I honestly wouldnt wish this on anyone. I felt broken. My OH had to go home to see to our other daughter so I stayed on my own. I kept going back down to see my baby, who we decided to name Ethan, but there was no change and I felt useless down there.
I didnt want to stay again so I went home the next day, leaving the hospital was horrible. I cried the whole way home and as soon as I got home I rang special care to check on him. He was in the special care bit for 2days and then moved into the nursery, which is for babies who dont need as much help. He was in there for 2weeks. I had only just passed my driving test before I had him but I drove myself up there and back every day.
He never really had anything wrong, he went under the light for a bit for jaundice and had that pressure thing on his nose for a day. Then it was just getting him to keep his temperature ok then he could move out of the incubator into a cot. That was a really good feeling seeing him in a cot out of that box. Next mission was getting him feeding and he could come home, he was very lazy as first. He also had tongue tie, which they clipped when he was a few days old. When he was 2weeks and 2days old we finally got to take him home. I couldnt stop smiling like an idiot lol
Hes now 11weeks old (6week corrected) and weighs about 9lbs 10oz
He loves his food now and our journey in special care seems so far away now. I hate thinking about it though, I get so emotional. But I know he was in the best place and they really were amazing down there. 
He could be an Anne Geddes model in that last pic!
