Bella2
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Born Monday 16th June
So my little boy is now unbelievably 8 weeks old and this is the first opportunity I've had to create a journal! Life is so busy with a newborn and a 2 year old but loving it all the same. Here's My labour story...
I had been having quite strong Brixton hicks contractions for around 2 or 3 weeks before I went into labour, so thought I may have had him early. Turns out though I was 3 days overdue. The night before I had several symptoms that made me think he might be on his way such as heightened sense of smell, and feeling really emotional (sat crying in sainsburys cafe lol). I also had an urge to pack some larger babygros in my hospital bag, write down Gracie's bedtime routine for my mum who would be taking care of her whilst I was in labour and also took a bump shot.
I woke sometime between 2 and 2.30am with mild period like pains that seemed to be coming more regular but were less painful than the Brixton hicks I had been getting previous. I stated to time them an hour or so later and noticed they were coming every 10mins and lasted for around 20-25secs. During this time I felt so hungry so had a bowl of cereal than at 7am got up and was still hungry so had some toast. Weirdly enough I think the cat sensed it a she came and laid right beside me in bed and put her paw on my face! At 7am Mark woke and I told him he could possibly be meeting his son that day! But still wasn't sure was real thing due to having so many practice contractions so went about getting Gracie ready for pre school. Shaved my bikini line though just in case!! Got in the bath around 7.45 and when I got out the pains stated coming ally thick and fast! They started coming every 2 to 3 mins and were so painful shouted downstairs to Mark that we needed to call mum and get to hospital. Was in so much pain when got downstairs even did a wee on Gracie's potty as couldn't make it back up to the loo!! Poor Gracie kept asking what was wrong with mummy. My mum decided not to take her to preschool as it was 8.30am at this point.
Got to hospital within 10mins and upon examination I was 7cm dilated. Felt quite faint so they got me in bed & on gas and air, couldn't believe how rapidly the pain/contractions were progressing compared to my labour with Gracie. Pooed lots (tmi!) and felt desperate for wee but couldn't go. Mark was amazing rubbing my back and telling me how well I was doing. Then had overwhelming urge to push, was only pushing for 13mins before he was born at 10.58am. Dylan frank weighed 7lbs and had dark hair and eyes. Mark fed him his first bottle as I was shaking with the cold and adrenaline and had after pains which made me feel a bit unwell. Had a nice bath whilst daddy got some lovely cuddles with his son and after as Dylan was quite cold I got some skin on skin with him, sat there and sobbed as was a first chance I could really take it all in. At around 2.30am we got transferred onto the ward and mark went home to pick Grace up. When he brought her in she was so excited to meet her little brother, gave him kisses and kept saying "shhh" very cute.
The following day the midwife noticed he was jaundiced but they took his bilirubin levels and they were below the level where he would require treatment so we came home late afternoon. Unfortunately though by the next morning he had got more yellow looking so the midwife sent us back up the hospital. When we arrived we saw a paediatrician who took his bloods and confirmed his levels had risen considerably so had to stay in overnight and Dylan was put on the UV bed for 12 hours. At around 3am they were happy his levels had reduced enough so they switched the bed off and we were allowed home the following day. Was so relieved to be back home and have our little family all together.
So my little boy is now unbelievably 8 weeks old and this is the first opportunity I've had to create a journal! Life is so busy with a newborn and a 2 year old but loving it all the same. Here's My labour story...
I had been having quite strong Brixton hicks contractions for around 2 or 3 weeks before I went into labour, so thought I may have had him early. Turns out though I was 3 days overdue. The night before I had several symptoms that made me think he might be on his way such as heightened sense of smell, and feeling really emotional (sat crying in sainsburys cafe lol). I also had an urge to pack some larger babygros in my hospital bag, write down Gracie's bedtime routine for my mum who would be taking care of her whilst I was in labour and also took a bump shot.
I woke sometime between 2 and 2.30am with mild period like pains that seemed to be coming more regular but were less painful than the Brixton hicks I had been getting previous. I stated to time them an hour or so later and noticed they were coming every 10mins and lasted for around 20-25secs. During this time I felt so hungry so had a bowl of cereal than at 7am got up and was still hungry so had some toast. Weirdly enough I think the cat sensed it a she came and laid right beside me in bed and put her paw on my face! At 7am Mark woke and I told him he could possibly be meeting his son that day! But still wasn't sure was real thing due to having so many practice contractions so went about getting Gracie ready for pre school. Shaved my bikini line though just in case!! Got in the bath around 7.45 and when I got out the pains stated coming ally thick and fast! They started coming every 2 to 3 mins and were so painful shouted downstairs to Mark that we needed to call mum and get to hospital. Was in so much pain when got downstairs even did a wee on Gracie's potty as couldn't make it back up to the loo!! Poor Gracie kept asking what was wrong with mummy. My mum decided not to take her to preschool as it was 8.30am at this point.
Got to hospital within 10mins and upon examination I was 7cm dilated. Felt quite faint so they got me in bed & on gas and air, couldn't believe how rapidly the pain/contractions were progressing compared to my labour with Gracie. Pooed lots (tmi!) and felt desperate for wee but couldn't go. Mark was amazing rubbing my back and telling me how well I was doing. Then had overwhelming urge to push, was only pushing for 13mins before he was born at 10.58am. Dylan frank weighed 7lbs and had dark hair and eyes. Mark fed him his first bottle as I was shaking with the cold and adrenaline and had after pains which made me feel a bit unwell. Had a nice bath whilst daddy got some lovely cuddles with his son and after as Dylan was quite cold I got some skin on skin with him, sat there and sobbed as was a first chance I could really take it all in. At around 2.30am we got transferred onto the ward and mark went home to pick Grace up. When he brought her in she was so excited to meet her little brother, gave him kisses and kept saying "shhh" very cute.
The following day the midwife noticed he was jaundiced but they took his bilirubin levels and they were below the level where he would require treatment so we came home late afternoon. Unfortunately though by the next morning he had got more yellow looking so the midwife sent us back up the hospital. When we arrived we saw a paediatrician who took his bloods and confirmed his levels had risen considerably so had to stay in overnight and Dylan was put on the UV bed for 12 hours. At around 3am they were happy his levels had reduced enough so they switched the bed off and we were allowed home the following day. Was so relieved to be back home and have our little family all together.
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