Emmaw_9
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I feel that now is the time to finally put into words how lucky I am to have such a wonderful boy.
My journey really started in April 2007. After years of heavy and unpredictable periods,i was finally diagnosed with polycystic ovaries and told i may have trouble conceiving. At the time i was 24 and wasnt thinking about children as my career was just taking off so i threw myself into work and put it to the back of my mind until i had to face up to it.
Imagine our suprise in December 2008, me and OH found out we were expecting our first child. We had been together nearly 2 years at this point and although it wasn't planned we were both over the moon. The midwife hsd been to see us and i had my scan date through so When I started bleeding at work it was hard not to panic, so I calmly left and went to the hospital who told me my cervix was still closed but to come back after the weekend when I would be scanned. The bleeding continued all weekend, and I knew that was it as it had turned from bleeding to clotting.
Finally Monday arrived (mine and OH's 2nd anniversary) and I was told that no heartbeat could be detected and that baby stopped growing at about 10 weeks. Needless to say we were devastated. I'll never forget that day as the hospital then sent us to wait for the midwife in a room full of happy couples holding their scan pictures. The midwife was brilliant though, and I had to arrange to come into the hospital for the day to have a pessary inserted to pass the baby.
A few days later I went to hospital and was put on a drip and the pessary inserted. I was in hospital 12 hours until they were happy everything had passed and let me go home. Where I curled up in a ball and just cried.
I decided I never wanted to feel that kind of pain again so went to the doctors to be put on the depo injection, and yet again went back into work a week later to block out the pain.
Around this time I had my smear test and didn't think anything else of it until about 8 weeks later my results returned with mild changes. This would start a process of 3 years of colposcopys and biopsys to make sure the abnormal cells didn't get any worse. So every couple of months I went to hospital to have part of my cervix taken for testing. Finally in June 2011 my doctor decided to treat the cells with cold coagulation and in September 2011 my cell tests were finally back to normal.
During this process I came off the injection after reading various articles and convincing myself it would affect my fertility. Cue panic when I came off injection in July 2010 and my periods didn't return until November 2011.
By now my OH and I were saving like mad to buy a house and probably not being as careful as we could have been since I came off my injection.
Good news arrived in April 2012 when I found out I was pregnant again! Obviously we didn't want to get too excited in case of what might happen. When I started bleeding again at work in may we completely expected the worst. Blood tests confirmed I was pregnant but I would have to wait 2 days for a scan at the EPU.
Scan day came and me and OH had worked out i was about 7 weeks. Imagine our surprise when the sonographer said we were 9+6! We couldn't hold back the tears when she showed us our baby dancing away on the screen!
So that was it, our baby was due on 22nd December. I only slightly relaxed. I'll never know the cause of the bleed. Our next scan at 13+2 showed baby lying on its back with its hands behind its head!
We decided to stay team yellow and apart from spotting a couple more times during my pregnancy (due to my cervix having had the biopsy) I had it very easy, no sickness and I bloomed! I went to Greece at 28 weeks until 30 weeks and although I swelled we still walked to the beach and swam everyday! I moved house after that at 33 weeks (6 months after putting an offer in!) and I worked till 35 weeks, I would have worked longer but wanted to get the house in order.
Until 36 weeks when I developed itching and was sent to hospital. I was monitored and blood tests taken and the next day I was diagnosed with cholestasis. I was put on tablets and unable to drive. It was arranged that I would see a consultant on 5th December to arrange induction as they didn't want to leave me past 38 weeks as the risk to the baby increases.
On 4th December at 5am (i wad 37+3)I got out of bed to go to the toilet and a big gush of water went over the floor, my first thought was that I'd wet myself!! Phoned my mum and hospital who told me to come in at 9am to confirm it was my waters. Slight pain but that was all.
OH took me to my mums on the way to work and she came with me to hospital. It was confirmed my waters had broke. I was 3 1/2 pounds lighter than the week before which explained the gush and amount of water but the midwife was in hysterics when I explained it to her as its not that common to gush! Contractions were irregular so sent home and if noting happened would be induced at 9am the next day.
Went back to mums, had a bath and some cheese on toast! My brother and his girlfriend came round with a load of chocolates for me! By 2pm contractions were getting stronger so started pacing to ease them. Hospital said to come in when 3-5 mins apart and lasting 1 min.
By 5pm this was the case so we made our way in and was sent straight to delivery suite. OH arrived around 6pm when midwife checked me and said I was 4cm. Had to be monitored constantly due to the cholestasis.
I then went on the gas and air but could not sit on the bed as it was too painful do bounced on the ball and walked up and down. At 8.30pm I was exhausted so got on bed and midwife said I was fully dilated!! 4cm to 10cm in 2 and a half hours!! (apparently I let gravity do its job by not sitting down!) I was now ready to start pushing.
This is where it becomes a blur for me, I remember my legs being put in stirrups, the gas being taken off me and an oxygen mask put over my face. Also a lot of people came running in the room. My next memory is of my mum shouting 'will you just push' and my baby arrived.
What I didn't know at the time was that all the instruments were ready to pull him out as his heart rate had dropped due to him having the cord wrapped round his neck.
I remember looking at OH who was crying his eyes out and he said 'it's a boy' and I cried too, my own little boy!!
Harry James was born on 4th December 2012, 18 days early at 9.15pm weighing 6lb 11oz
Wow that felt good to write down my journey as I have never quite put into words how it felt throughout the years.
I'm now excited to continue my journal about my little boy and how motherhood feels but it's exhausted me just writing about the past couple of years!!
But for now I am one proud mummy
My journey really started in April 2007. After years of heavy and unpredictable periods,i was finally diagnosed with polycystic ovaries and told i may have trouble conceiving. At the time i was 24 and wasnt thinking about children as my career was just taking off so i threw myself into work and put it to the back of my mind until i had to face up to it.
Imagine our suprise in December 2008, me and OH found out we were expecting our first child. We had been together nearly 2 years at this point and although it wasn't planned we were both over the moon. The midwife hsd been to see us and i had my scan date through so When I started bleeding at work it was hard not to panic, so I calmly left and went to the hospital who told me my cervix was still closed but to come back after the weekend when I would be scanned. The bleeding continued all weekend, and I knew that was it as it had turned from bleeding to clotting.
Finally Monday arrived (mine and OH's 2nd anniversary) and I was told that no heartbeat could be detected and that baby stopped growing at about 10 weeks. Needless to say we were devastated. I'll never forget that day as the hospital then sent us to wait for the midwife in a room full of happy couples holding their scan pictures. The midwife was brilliant though, and I had to arrange to come into the hospital for the day to have a pessary inserted to pass the baby.
A few days later I went to hospital and was put on a drip and the pessary inserted. I was in hospital 12 hours until they were happy everything had passed and let me go home. Where I curled up in a ball and just cried.
I decided I never wanted to feel that kind of pain again so went to the doctors to be put on the depo injection, and yet again went back into work a week later to block out the pain.
Around this time I had my smear test and didn't think anything else of it until about 8 weeks later my results returned with mild changes. This would start a process of 3 years of colposcopys and biopsys to make sure the abnormal cells didn't get any worse. So every couple of months I went to hospital to have part of my cervix taken for testing. Finally in June 2011 my doctor decided to treat the cells with cold coagulation and in September 2011 my cell tests were finally back to normal.
During this process I came off the injection after reading various articles and convincing myself it would affect my fertility. Cue panic when I came off injection in July 2010 and my periods didn't return until November 2011.
By now my OH and I were saving like mad to buy a house and probably not being as careful as we could have been since I came off my injection.
Good news arrived in April 2012 when I found out I was pregnant again! Obviously we didn't want to get too excited in case of what might happen. When I started bleeding again at work in may we completely expected the worst. Blood tests confirmed I was pregnant but I would have to wait 2 days for a scan at the EPU.
Scan day came and me and OH had worked out i was about 7 weeks. Imagine our surprise when the sonographer said we were 9+6! We couldn't hold back the tears when she showed us our baby dancing away on the screen!
So that was it, our baby was due on 22nd December. I only slightly relaxed. I'll never know the cause of the bleed. Our next scan at 13+2 showed baby lying on its back with its hands behind its head!
We decided to stay team yellow and apart from spotting a couple more times during my pregnancy (due to my cervix having had the biopsy) I had it very easy, no sickness and I bloomed! I went to Greece at 28 weeks until 30 weeks and although I swelled we still walked to the beach and swam everyday! I moved house after that at 33 weeks (6 months after putting an offer in!) and I worked till 35 weeks, I would have worked longer but wanted to get the house in order.
Until 36 weeks when I developed itching and was sent to hospital. I was monitored and blood tests taken and the next day I was diagnosed with cholestasis. I was put on tablets and unable to drive. It was arranged that I would see a consultant on 5th December to arrange induction as they didn't want to leave me past 38 weeks as the risk to the baby increases.
On 4th December at 5am (i wad 37+3)I got out of bed to go to the toilet and a big gush of water went over the floor, my first thought was that I'd wet myself!! Phoned my mum and hospital who told me to come in at 9am to confirm it was my waters. Slight pain but that was all.
OH took me to my mums on the way to work and she came with me to hospital. It was confirmed my waters had broke. I was 3 1/2 pounds lighter than the week before which explained the gush and amount of water but the midwife was in hysterics when I explained it to her as its not that common to gush! Contractions were irregular so sent home and if noting happened would be induced at 9am the next day.
Went back to mums, had a bath and some cheese on toast! My brother and his girlfriend came round with a load of chocolates for me! By 2pm contractions were getting stronger so started pacing to ease them. Hospital said to come in when 3-5 mins apart and lasting 1 min.
By 5pm this was the case so we made our way in and was sent straight to delivery suite. OH arrived around 6pm when midwife checked me and said I was 4cm. Had to be monitored constantly due to the cholestasis.
I then went on the gas and air but could not sit on the bed as it was too painful do bounced on the ball and walked up and down. At 8.30pm I was exhausted so got on bed and midwife said I was fully dilated!! 4cm to 10cm in 2 and a half hours!! (apparently I let gravity do its job by not sitting down!) I was now ready to start pushing.
This is where it becomes a blur for me, I remember my legs being put in stirrups, the gas being taken off me and an oxygen mask put over my face. Also a lot of people came running in the room. My next memory is of my mum shouting 'will you just push' and my baby arrived.
What I didn't know at the time was that all the instruments were ready to pull him out as his heart rate had dropped due to him having the cord wrapped round his neck.
I remember looking at OH who was crying his eyes out and he said 'it's a boy' and I cried too, my own little boy!!
Harry James was born on 4th December 2012, 18 days early at 9.15pm weighing 6lb 11oz
Wow that felt good to write down my journey as I have never quite put into words how it felt throughout the years.
I'm now excited to continue my journal about my little boy and how motherhood feels but it's exhausted me just writing about the past couple of years!!But for now I am one proud mummy
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