Emma11511
Julian's mummy
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I had my sprog on Monday 6th of August!
Julian Kevin Bolding, August 6th, 6:20pm, weighing 7oz 0.5lb
I was having contractions for weeks, and ended up at the hospital again on Sunday with the pain, I was screaming in agony. Got checked over, still effaced but not dilated. So I went home again. I tried to sleep but the contractions carried on, and I got up to go to the loo. Just before I got up I had a contraction, and felt a 'pop', but didn't think much of it. Got to the toilet, went, and then felt a leak. I thought it may have just been discharge, or wee, but as I came back to bed, I started leaking again, OH was already awake with me, and I said to him that I was leaking something. He was like 'what do you mean 'leaking'?', I replied, 'I dunno, just leaking'. My contractions started getting unbearable, mainly due to my irritable uterus, and as we thought my waters might have gone, Dave called an ambulance. For me it's all pretty blurry from here, so I'll try my best to remember! It took them 45 minutes (!!!) to get someone here, and even then it was just a paramedic in a car. She was a bitch. And I may have 'whispered' what I thought of her slightly too loud after she gave me the gas and air. We then had to wait for a proper ambulance, the whole time this woman was just being snooty and making comments. 'we'll get you to hospital but I doubt you'll be having a baby any time soon'. 'we're a long way off anything happening'. Anyway, ambulance came, and they were a lot nicer. I was still high as anything on gas and air. We got to the hospital, and they got me in a room and I met my midwife. She was really lovely. She was doubtful that my waters had actually gone, and asked us if we wanted an examination because of the risk of infection if they had. We said yes because we wanted to know where we stood, so she had a feel and said I was 2-3cm but didnt think my waters had gone. However as she pulled out, my waters went everywhere! Because I was only 2-3cm she couldnt actually admit me, but because of how much pain I was in, and how quick Id gone from nothing, she stalled time and got me to have a bath etc. She came back a few hours later and I was 6cm! The next thing I remember was feeling like I needed to push, so the midwife watched as I pushed a bit. She could see hair, so gave me the go ahead to carry on. I didnt realise how long I was pushing for, but apparently it was a good hour or so. I felt and held his head as it was coming out- weirdest feeling ever!- then a couple of pushes later and he was out! I got him straight on my chest and Dave cut the cord.
We got to lay there for a while, just the three of us. He took straight to my boob! Then my mum came in and we cleaned up and J was weighed. 7lb 0.5oz, I thought he felt heavier! He also got 9/10 on his APGAR score I had a bath and we got sorted then moved round to the postnatal ward.
I feel so lucky. Hes so perfect! Hes beautiful and so quiet! Hes feeding amazingly, and so far, only gets us up twice during the night! He wakes around 1am and 5am, then I have to wake him up for a feed at 9-10am, and hell go back to sleep until 11am!
We took our first trip to see Daves family yesterday in Kent, and we went to the beach. Julian slept in his pram in the cave for the whole day!
Its so true what they say about not feeling love until you have a baby. Im completely smitten. We walked into the town yesterday from the beach, which was 5 minutes from where we were, Daves sister had Julian, and while we were in town I burst into tears and we had to go back!
No doubt therell be a picture overload after this, so I apologise in advance!
Julian Kevin Bolding, August 6th, 6:20pm, weighing 7oz 0.5lb
I was having contractions for weeks, and ended up at the hospital again on Sunday with the pain, I was screaming in agony. Got checked over, still effaced but not dilated. So I went home again. I tried to sleep but the contractions carried on, and I got up to go to the loo. Just before I got up I had a contraction, and felt a 'pop', but didn't think much of it. Got to the toilet, went, and then felt a leak. I thought it may have just been discharge, or wee, but as I came back to bed, I started leaking again, OH was already awake with me, and I said to him that I was leaking something. He was like 'what do you mean 'leaking'?', I replied, 'I dunno, just leaking'. My contractions started getting unbearable, mainly due to my irritable uterus, and as we thought my waters might have gone, Dave called an ambulance. For me it's all pretty blurry from here, so I'll try my best to remember! It took them 45 minutes (!!!) to get someone here, and even then it was just a paramedic in a car. She was a bitch. And I may have 'whispered' what I thought of her slightly too loud after she gave me the gas and air. We then had to wait for a proper ambulance, the whole time this woman was just being snooty and making comments. 'we'll get you to hospital but I doubt you'll be having a baby any time soon'. 'we're a long way off anything happening'. Anyway, ambulance came, and they were a lot nicer. I was still high as anything on gas and air. We got to the hospital, and they got me in a room and I met my midwife. She was really lovely. She was doubtful that my waters had actually gone, and asked us if we wanted an examination because of the risk of infection if they had. We said yes because we wanted to know where we stood, so she had a feel and said I was 2-3cm but didnt think my waters had gone. However as she pulled out, my waters went everywhere! Because I was only 2-3cm she couldnt actually admit me, but because of how much pain I was in, and how quick Id gone from nothing, she stalled time and got me to have a bath etc. She came back a few hours later and I was 6cm! The next thing I remember was feeling like I needed to push, so the midwife watched as I pushed a bit. She could see hair, so gave me the go ahead to carry on. I didnt realise how long I was pushing for, but apparently it was a good hour or so. I felt and held his head as it was coming out- weirdest feeling ever!- then a couple of pushes later and he was out! I got him straight on my chest and Dave cut the cord.
We got to lay there for a while, just the three of us. He took straight to my boob! Then my mum came in and we cleaned up and J was weighed. 7lb 0.5oz, I thought he felt heavier! He also got 9/10 on his APGAR score I had a bath and we got sorted then moved round to the postnatal ward.
I feel so lucky. Hes so perfect! Hes beautiful and so quiet! Hes feeding amazingly, and so far, only gets us up twice during the night! He wakes around 1am and 5am, then I have to wake him up for a feed at 9-10am, and hell go back to sleep until 11am!
We took our first trip to see Daves family yesterday in Kent, and we went to the beach. Julian slept in his pram in the cave for the whole day!
Its so true what they say about not feeling love until you have a baby. Im completely smitten. We walked into the town yesterday from the beach, which was 5 minutes from where we were, Daves sister had Julian, and while we were in town I burst into tears and we had to go back!
No doubt therell be a picture overload after this, so I apologise in advance!
he's beautiful & you look so good just having had a baby!! Xx
