My Labour and Delivery Story

Hello,

I am really excited to share this story and hopefully, you will enjoy reading it.

Eight Days Overdue

Last August I was eight days overdue with my first baby. As you can imagine I was beginning to get extremely impatient and uncomfortable. We were going through a heatwave where we live and I was just feeling so fed up.

My midwife called me to ask if there was any sign of this baby. I explained that unfortunately there was still no sign and that I had still not even had a date for induction. She told me that she would call the hospital and sort something out for me.

About 10 minutes later, I had a call back where my midwife told me to get ready and go to the hospital and they would give me a date for induction.

Stretch and Sweep

My Mum and I arrived at the hospital and waited. I was eventually called in by a Doctor that I have never seen before. She explained to me that she was going to give me stretch and sweep now to try and get baby moving. If he was not on his way by tomorrow I would be induced the next day (I know, it was all so fast I was freaking out).

She asked me how old I was and I explained that I was 18. She went on to say “So, you’ve never even had a Smear Test?” and I said that I hadn’t. She explained that it was going to be very uncomfortable and she went to go and get a nurse to talk to me during to take my mind off of it.

I can honestly say this was the worst experience of my whole labour and delivery story and if you want a whole post on my experience with a Strech and Sweep, let me know.

Beginning to have Contractions

I came out of the Sweep and explained to my Mum what had just happened. She told me not to walk anywhere if I had just had that done so she went to get the car for me. I called my partner to tell him what I had just had done, he was excited and now admits that he was scared. She dropped me to my boyfriend’s house and I was alone. I thought that I would be completely fine. The nurse had explained that I may have some bleeding and that I will probably feel uncomfortable after having the Sweep.

I started to get pains and I told myself that they were Braxton Hicks (P.s. you will definitely know the difference between actual contractions and Braxton Hicks, I promise, you just will). I texted my friend and said that I thought that it was happening.

I waited for my boyfriend’s Mum to get home and explained what was happening. At this point, my pains were quite mild and quite far apart. I then began to (this may be TMI) keep having to go to the toilet, if you know what I mean.

In this time my partner had gotten back to his Mum’s. I began to be sick and remembered that everyone had told me that when it was happening I would begin to clear myself out. I called my Mum to let her know and if I am honest, I think she thought that I was just being a drama queen.

Then, I had my show and I really started to panic. My contractions went very quickly to 2 minutes apart but I refused to go to the hospital until I really could not cope with them anymore.

Arriving at the Hospital

When we arrived at the hospital we explained what had happened to a midwife. She said, “first baby, yeah?”. They really did not believe that I was very far in labour at all. They took me into a room and put me on a machine, the nurse explained that “If I am actually in labour, the spike on the machine would go up and down out of 100”.

I was in real pain now and the machine kept going up to 100. In this time, my Mum and her boyfriend had arrived at the hospital.

After half an hour, the nurse came in to check me and said: “Oh, actually you are having really strong labour, I am happy for you to have some pain relief”. I had Gas and Air and I hated it. It made me feel so sick, like imagine the drunkest you have ever felt in your life. That is how I felt.

At this point, I was only 4cm dilated. My Mum said she thought that we were going to be there for absolutely ages. She was wrong.

“I really need a poo”

Now, for all my fellow mums out there – you know how loopy gas and air makes you. i hardly remember anything from my labour. What I do remember is repeatedly exclaiming that I really needed a poo.

My midwife told me over and over that it was just the pressure of the baby and that I did not need to go to the toilet. She proceeded to leave the room and I then turned to my mum and said “mum, I really do need to come off of this machine and have a poo”. When the midwife came back into my room my mum explained that I was still saying that I needed to go to the toilet.

My midwife went to the foot of the bed and said “poo then”. I proceeded to push as if I was going to the toilet and my midwife told me to do it again – I did. She explained that something was coming, it was either baby or my waters. She asked if I wanted her to break my waters and terrified by all the horror stories of the pain of having your water broken for you – I said no.

Within seconds of this, my waters broke. I went into full on labour and baby was coming!

Delivery

I really do not remember much of my delivery. It felt like it was over in a matter of seconds. All-in-all it took 10 minutes from my water breaking to me having delivered my son.

What I do remember is my partner holding one leg, my mother holding another and that bloody burning sensation. I was told the next day that my midwife told me my baby was in distress and had I not delivered him that quickly, she would have had to get a doctor. I also delivered back-to-back so the delivery was little more difficult than normal and my back is still messed up from it! I am also gutted that I do not remember my other half crying.

All that aside, I delivered a beautiful, healthy baby boy with a head of blonde/ginger hair weighing in at 7lbs 5oz. His name is Oscar and he is now nearly 1 year old.

K xx

Nursery Tour

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So, this is a post that I have promised for bloody ages. I have been waiting for the room to get to a point that I was happy with before I showed it in a post. It has finally gotten to that point and I am so excited to give you a nursery tour! If you read my Home Wear haul: Nursery Edition – you will have seen some of these bits before!

So here is an overview of the whole room, as you can see I have gone for a white, grey and blue theme which I am obsessed with.

Here is his cot-bed which he has recently switched to from his crib (why is he getting so big?). I think that the actual cot-bed is from Mamas and Papas, this adorable Dumbo bedding is from Dunelm, the decorative cushion is by Sass and Belle but I got it from EBay, the blue and white blanket that Oscar sleeps with was hand knitted by my cousin and lastly, the little bear is a Barcelona bear that my mum got him while she was there and he adores it – he sleeps with it every night.


Next, we have this little draw from IKEA and if you are wondering they do actually come with different colour stickers for the handles or you can leave them white. I love the little bits and bobs on top. It is just a little collection of the gifts we received when he was born along with a couple of other nice things like – the Born in 2016 box which has all our keep-sakes in and the Mickey Mouse figure that we bought whilst in Disney when I didn’t even know that I was pregnant! We keep all this nappies, wet-wipes, towels and bath products inside the draw.


Here, we have Oscar’s toy basket which is from H&M and his rocking horse (which is vintage and bloody adorable).


On his radiator, just to make it look a bit prettier we have this blue and white bunting which I actually do not know where is from – sorry! As we live in a flat we cannot hang things on the walls so I just lent these little white frames against the walls and they read – You are our greatest adventure, Let me love you a little more before you are not little anymore and Dream Big Little One.


One of Oscar’s favourite areas! Here we just have his little bouncer/play gym and his little Planes toy – which he gets hours of fun out of.


Here is Oscar’s wardrobe – possibly the least organised area. These are of course from Ikea again. We just have his changing matts on the left and cushion for his bed that I need to get an inner for on the right. On the top, we have – a box with some bath products in, nappies which are now too small, a box with all the cards that we received when Oscar arrived and some little decorative bits.


On his window sill, we have all his books and just some letters that spell out his name.


Lastly, here is a little shot of my little man on his little H&M grey and white rug.


I hope that you enjoyed this and I think that it will be really lovely for me to look back on to see his first big boy room!

K xx

6 Top Tips on How to Survive Teething

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Ah, teething, isn’t it just the best? – said no parent, ever. Teething can be an incredibly stressful time for both you and your baby. There’s screaming, clinginess and sleepless nights. So, here are my tips for surviving teething.

CALPOL

INVEST IN SOME CALPOL! I can assure you, you will not regret this. This stuff is a God send. It will help with soothing your baby and helping them sleep as well as taking some of that horrid pain away from them. (If you want to use baby paracetamol or Nurofen, you do you)

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Collaboration: A-Z of Parenting

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I’m Tasha from It’s a Tasha thing. I’m a beauty, fashion and lifestyle/parenting blogger. I’ll leave my links below if you want to check me out.

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I’ve been wanting to write a parenting post for quite a while now, and what a great way to start it with an A-Z of parenting post. So here goes:

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An Open Letter to My Pre-Baby Self

Dear Pre-Baby Self,

I know you have this image in your head of what being a mum is going to be like, what you are going to be like as a mum. You have images in your head of a happy and content baby, you still looking super glam and you are completing perfect little activities that you saw on Pinterest. I am taking this opportunity to tell you all that I know now 8 months into motherhood. It may change in a years time but, here is what I have learned so far.

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My Thoughts on Co Sleeping

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Stepping into a controversial mummy topic today. Remember these are only my opinions and I would highly suggest you read all the facts and other people’s opinions before you come to your own.

When I first had my son I was so amendment that I WAS NOT EVER EVER GOING TO CO-SLEEP. If I am completely honest I did stick to that for a while, I really did not like the idea of having my tiny 7lbs 5oz angel of a baby in the big scary bed with us. So, I persisted and always soothed him until he went to sleep and put him down into his Moses basket/crib.

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If We Met For Coffee…

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I saw this post circulating and I thought that it was such a good idea for a post. A sort of get to know me, informal chatty post.

Let’s start off by me saying if we met for coffee I would no doubt be sipping a latte. It is my favourite, my tried and true if you will.

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