Birth Stories – Freddie

This week I have decided it would be nice to share my birth stories with you. With 5 children every single one has a completely different experience and whether you’ve already have children or whether you are currently pregnant/planning a baby hopefully reading these will help you. We’ve already had Harry , Ellie and Annabelle so now it’s time for Freddie.

The pregnancy

When I first met Gareth he never wanted children. He told me he had never seen himself becoming a Dad but once he got to know Harry, Ellie and Annabelle he fell in love with them and it completely changed his mind on the subject. It wasn’t long before we spoke about having a child of our own.

Little did the people around us know but we started trying quite soon after meeting but it just wasn’t happening. Every month I would track my periods and fertility windows religiously. I dread to think how much money we actually spent on pregnancy tests. I even went through a phantom pregnancy where I had all of the symptoms, the weight gain but the tests were still showing negative. 

A trip to the doctors confirmed that it was a phantom pregnancy. I always thought until this point that phantom pregnancies were psychological. However the doctor assured me that the reason I felt I was pregnant wasn’t in my brain it was my body actually tricking me into believing it.

By this point I think it’s safe to say that I was downhearted and that I felt maybe my previous fertility problems had resurfaced. Gareth was upset too because as much as he loved the other children he really wanted a child of his own.

Mummies little chunk

Then I started getting pregnancy symptoms again. This was a week before my period was even due but I just had a feeling that this wasn’t another phantom pregnancy and it was real.

We had gone to the local town centre as we needed to visit the bank and whilst Gareth was in the bank I nipped to get a pregnancy test and went to the loo. I took the test and watched as the line went into a cross. I was right I was pregnant! I decided to take a photo of the test and made my way back to the bank where he was waiting to see someone.

Without saying a word I just showed him the photo of the test. What I didn’t think about was the fact that he hadn’t been through this before so he looked at me blankly before asking what it meant. Nodding my head you almost saw the penny drop that I was pregnant! 

The pregnancy itself was fairly straight forward. No need for any lumbar punctures this time round. I was sick but literally only once and my god did I do it in style. 

We’d decided to find out the sex for several reasons. The first being my ex-husband never wanted to find out the sex with the older ones but I had really wanted to know. Also Gareth had it in his head he wanted a little boy and I figured if we found out and it was a girl it would stop him feeling the way I did when Harry was born. There was also logistics of would we need to move house or not.

Entering the scanning room I was nervous , I knew how much it meant to Gareth that this baby was a little boy and I was panicking about what would happen if it wasn’t.  There was really no need. The second the scanner was placed on my stomach it was almost as if he was showing off. Before we saw anything else we saw his winky! In fact I swear he was doing the helicopter with it.

Labour

Earlier on that morning I had gone for a bath and I had no idea why but I just knew I was going to go into labour. There were no signs of it at all. No pains, nothing I just knew. I came out of the bath and said to Gareth that I thought it was going to be that day, he was very sceptical because there was nothing to indicate it all  and we had already had a false alarm.

Around 3am I woke Gareth up to tell him I was in labour. I have never seen a bigger look of panic before. I’d sat downstairs for a couple of hours before that with little niggles but nothing major and hadn’t said anything to him.
Being a first time Dad he shot straight into panic mode, asking if I had everything , trying to rush me to the hospital and was very frustrated when I sat on the kitchen side drinking coffee before heading to the hospital.

My Dad turned up to tale us to the hospital and the pains were getting very intense by this point. Dad’s a bit of a joker so when he said he had taken a wrong turn I didn’t believe him but he really had! I thought I was about to give birth there and then.

Birth

For the first time ever I really wanted an epidural this labour was more painful than any of the other 3 so as soon as I arrived I asked if I could have one. On my notes it stated how I had a high pain threshold and that I’d had easy labours previous so the midwife wanted to check me first to see how far dilated I was.  There was a student midwife there and  was asked if I would mind her taking over my care. For me letting the students work on me is very important. They can’t get qualified without a certain criteria so without a doubt I said it was fine.  This decision was a fantastic one because she was absolutely incredible. 

Anyway , when I was checked I was already 7 cm dilated so there was no big pain relief for me just good old gas and air. For the first time ever my waters hadn’t popped so I didn’t really believe I was that far gone.

Freddie’s labour was super fast and as soon as he came out the midwives commented on the size of him, it even took 2 of the midwives to carry him to the scales. I was lay there wondering what kind of giant I had given birth to, but he turned out to be 9lb 7oz

sleepy baby

We had to stay in! 

During my pregnancy with Freddie I received a letter saying that during Annabelle’s birth they had discovered that I was a carrier of Group B Strep. I had absolutely no idea and it hadn’t been mentioned before this point so I was quite shocked. As a precaution during my pregnancy they did a test and it came back positive. Because I gave birth so quickly there wasn’t enough time to get the antibiotics in meaning that we had to stay in overnight to be observed. At first I was devastated , with all of my other children I had never needed to stay longer than a few hours and I’m not the biggest fan of hospitals after regular lumbar punctures but I knew I had no choice because I needed to know he was safe. Whilst I was there it felt like I was staying in a hotel ( only with a newborn and a very sore foof!)  The meals were delicious and everytime he woke for a feed a nurse would bring me a cup of coffee, I was quite sad when they said it was time to go home.

Everything was fine and we went home 24 hours later, Freddie Robert Hopkins was born at 06:56 on 13th July 2014

Thanks for reading 

x

Birth Stories – Ellie-Jayne

This week I have decided it would be nice to share my birth stories with you. With 5 children every single one has a completely different experience and whether you’ve already have children or whether you are currently pregnant/planning a baby hopefully reading these will help you. Yesterday we had Harry’s birth story. Today we have Ellie!

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Birth Stories – Harry

This week I have decided it would be nice to share my birth stories with you. With 5 children every single one has a completely different experience and whether you’ve already have children or whether you are currently pregnant/planning a baby hopefully reading these will help you. Let’s start with Harry!

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My baby started nursery!

If you think back to a while ago I had a dilemma over whether or not to send Freddie to nursery and eventually gave in and let him go. With Bethie I felt I had no choice but to let her go as she was becoming extremely clingy and seemed petrified of anyone new or being separated from me in any way. Once things have settled I plan on returning to work which means that she will need to get used to being around other people and to be away from me. Continue reading “My baby started nursery!”

Am I a secret baby whisperer?

Have you ever had a moment where you feel proud of something you’ve achieved? But not something where you have helped yourself, or something where one of your babies have done something. Last night I helped a mummy who was really struggling with her baby. Continue reading “Am I a secret baby whisperer?”

An Ode To An Average Mum Like me

An Ode To An Average Mum Like Me

I know you’re feeling tired and maybe a little blue
Your thoughts of a million scenarios
And what you think you should do

That poo stain up their back
And spaghetti in there hair
Their beautiful clothes
When you have nothing yourself to wear

Sometimes you try your hardest
And it never seems enough
But you just keep on trying
Because you’re Mum, You’re tough

Your feelings come last
Your hairs in a messy bun
But that’s OK you’ll deal with it
Because you are a mum

Night time falls it’s time for bed
You do a little dance
Because you manage to get a coffee that’s hot
it’s been your only chance

You sit and ponder all the things
You said or did that day
You’re feeling guilty for shouting
Even though nastily they did play

Just remember that whilst you’re here and feeling kind of glum
There are little eyes looking up to you
Proud and happy that you’re their mum

From this mummy to you 

We have all been there where we feel useless or not enough, friends have come and gone. You feel like you mean little or nothing. I just want to tell you, you are doing the best you can. And to those little people that are looking up to you that best is more than good enough.

Stop being so hard on yourselves and don’t always put yourselves last. You deserve time for yourself. Whether you are a working mum, stay at home mum, someone who bottle feeds or breastfeeds. If you take them to every club going or just sit and play games. YOU are doing the best for you and don’t ever compare yourself to others.

Thank you for reading and keep smiling,

You’ve got this!

 

 

 

We have a crawler and I’m not 100% happy with it!

I am a mother of many mixed emotions this evening. Why I hear you ask? Well the evening before my baby princess turns 10 months old she has decided to crawl! … She is now a full-blown crawler,  Across the living room crawling.  Not rolling, Not army shuffling, Not bum shuffling but actual hands and knees like a big girl!

Whilst I am extremely proud of her for finally mastering the art of crawling and I have joined in with the cheering, clapping and celebrating I am also tinged with sadness that my final baby has reached another milestone and is getting bigger. She’s becoming more independent and I am becoming a little more redundant. All too soon she will be walking, going to school etc. Time just goes far too quickly. I don’t want her to grow up.

She will be the last baby of my own that I will watch hitting milestones, gaining a personality and becoming her own person instead I will have to wait to be blessed with grandchildren to see it again. I am too young for this! I genuinely wasn’t expecting to feel that little bit of sadness in the pit of my stomach every 1`time that she hits a milestone but I can’t help but think she is growing way to fast for my liking.

As well as learning to crawl she is gaining a little personality of her own which mainly involves picking on her big brother, shouting, being a little diva and a madam. She is extremely spoilt and has a bit of a meany streak to her. I have watched her go out of her way to get across the room just to try to bite Freddie. She is very head strong already and this worries me a little. What on earth will she be like as a toddler… I can only imagine!

SLOW DOWN BETHIE BOO!

 

Why I’m proud of my tiger stripes

All over the internet I am constantly reading about how women want to find quick ways to hide their stretch marks. Or want a special oil to rub into their bumps whilst their pregnant to try to hide their stretch marks. I wonder why they can’t just be proud of their tiger stripes? Continue reading “Why I’m proud of my tiger stripes”

My Sunday Photo – 14/05

This weeks #MySundayPhoto is my favourite picture from my week because it shows my little princess smiling and looking healthy. We had a very rough week with her being very poorly. I never actually realised that tonsillitis could make someone so poorly. We spent most of the nights watching her to make sure she was OK. This is such a perfect photo that shows what an amazing baby she is and how quickly she has bounced back. I think we can safely say having your baby keep turning blue was not on my to-do list this week but I am just very relieved that she is so much better now. Continue reading “My Sunday Photo – 14/05”

Only a Mummy or Daddy will understand why im awake…

Right now is a Mummy moment that only other Mummies in fact no, not just Mummies but Daddies too can relate to. My beautiful baby girl is sleeping perfectly in her cot. My gorgeous toddler is sound asleep , Annabelle is comfy in her bed, Ellie is snoring lightly , Harry is fast asleep and Gareth is snoring his face off and me? I’m downstairs despite feeling poorly and being completely shattered and more than ready for bed. Continue reading “Only a Mummy or Daddy will understand why im awake…”