My birth story…

This time 2 weeks ago, I was about to go into labour with my second child, it was so so different than with my first! Last time, in short, I had 16 hours of active, back to back labour, then delivered Austin in theatre via forceps! Poor little man. This time, it went a little something like this…

Note: if you’re someone who doesn’t like details of giving birth and/or someone who at all costs avoids watching One Born Every Minute, please stop here! Imagine, if you like, that Elodie was delivered by a stork. If however, you are interested in all the (not so) gory details, read on! 

On Thursday 13th March, I turned 39 weeks. I’d had light period type pains all morning and was mega uncomfortable but convinced that I would go overdue. Plus I was used to all kinds of aches and pains so didn’t think anything of it. I did a big food shop in the morning, came home, had lunch, then went out for a walk for almost an hour. Actually, more of a casual stroll as it was really hot outside – freakishly so for mid-March! When I returned from my walk, my period pain was still lingering but again, I thought nothing of it so carried on the rest of my day like normal.

We went to bed about 10.30pm and Steve was asleep within maybe 3 minutes of his head hitting the pillow! I on the other hand, couldn’t get comfortable (no change there!). I turned over in bed and thought I felt my waters break. I jumped out of bed to check I hadn’t imagined it and they just kept leaking. Eeeek! This didn’t happen last time – the midwife broke my waters at about 9cm – and I really didn’t know what to do!!

I woke Steve, who questioned whether I had really just wet myself..! After reassuring him that I did in fact, still have control of my bladder, I phoned the labour line. It was about 11.15pm when I spoke to a lovely lady who said if I felt ok, she was happy for me to stay at home until my contractions were painful and about 3 minutes apart. As contractions hadn’t even started yet, she told me to try and get some rest for now and to call back, probably early in the morning, once the contractions had started and were painful.

I called my Mum, who lives about 35 minutes away and she set off to our house to look after Austin, who was sleeping soundly, none the wiser!

By the time Mum arrived at about midnight, my contractions were between 2 1/2 and 3 minutes apart. But my timings were not very accurate as I kept forgetting to start the timer..! I called the labour line back as they were quite painful but still bearable. I hadn’t even started using my TENS machine yet. I explained to the midwife that I was coping fine but as I live 30 mins from the hospital, I wold rather set of now than leave it much longer, in case baby arrived in the car..! She agreed and said she’d phone the hospital to let them know I was on my way.

Steve packed up the car and we drove to the hospital, through the crazy arse fog that had descended upon us that evening! You can imagine my delight when, numerous times along the journey, we had to slow down to what felt like 0.5mph to drive through it safely..!

We arrived at the hospital at 12.45am and the contractions were almost constant. The wait at the door buzzer seemed like FOREVER! There was another woman in labour waiting with us, who I don’t think even had a contraction while we waited with her and was holding a full blown conversation with her husband while I could barely whisper a single word! She bugged me. I desperately hoped, that I would deliver before her.

Once inside the maternity unit, they took me straight round to the delivery suite, skipping the assessment rooms – thankfully! We put my TENS machine on but by now it wasn’t enough on its own so I started on the Gas and Air. The midwife looking after us, Natalie, was really lovely. She was a student midwife and looked after us so well!

After filling out some admission paperwork, she examined me at 1.05am and I was 5cm. I was soooo disappointed!! Her and Steve both reassured me that I’d done well to get that far that quickly but, I felt like the pain was worse than 5cm worth so I was gutted. I asked Natalie if I could use the birthing pool, so she popped off to start running it for me.

She came back not long after, gave me some very fetching mesh paper pants to wear and rubbed my back for me! Bless her!  We made our way to the birthing pool room – just a few doors down – and once in, while I waited for the water to fill up the pool, I climbed on all fours, onto a big cushion type thing (think soft play apparatus!) in the corner of the room. Natalie went off to get the bed from my old room and bring it in for me.

When she came back in, I really felt like I was ready to push!

I told her with a rather urgent tone that I needed to push and bless her, she looked a little concerned! She called a more senior midwife in as I said “I’m going to push!” and started to push – I really felt like I couldn’t stop myself! She rather forcefully (from my Gas and Air fuelled memory) told me to stop because I might not be ready yet and she needed to examine me first to see! As far as she was concerned, I was still at 5cm! I did as I was told and stopped pushing and felt baby’s head move back! That’s when I thought, word for word “sod you love, I’m pushing this baby out now!”. She had a quick peak as I stopped pushing, saw the baby’s head disappearing back and realised that actually, I was ready!!

With the next contraction, I pushed so so hard. I imagined the baby coming out (good old One Born Every Minute – without it, I wouldn’t have had a clue what to picture!) and I think it really helped because with that push, her head was born. Follow a bit of panting, then another big push and she was here!! My beautiful daughter Elodie was born at 1.30am, just 25 minutes after I was examined at 5cm. There hadn’t even been enough time to run the birthing pool!

This labour was so amazing. It hurt like hell, of course, but I look back on it now and am so pleased with how it went. I’m amazingly happy that Elodie wasn’t born in theatre and didn’t need to be dragged out by forceps, like her poor big bro. I feel like she was born how she wanted to be born and I’m so content and happy feeling like this.

 The bits they don’t show on One Born Every Minute – delivering the placenta (ouch!) and having stitches (double ouch!), I kind of hadn’t thought about! Last labour I’d had a spinal so wasn’t able to feel anything. This time, with no spinal, those bits weren’t too enjoyable but at least I got to watch Steve and Elodie having mega cute daddy-daughter cuddles to take my mind off it! Plus I still had hold of the Gas and Air! Result!!

Here we are, in Elodie’s first ever photo at 1 hour old…


2 weeks later, Elodie is settling in well, Austin is learning to love his little sis (I’ll blog soon about introducing them to one another) and we are all starting a new adventure, as a family of 4…

She’s here!

Remember in my last pregnancy update post, I wasn’t sure if I’d still be pregnant the next time you heard from me? Well, a week after that post (at 39+1), the most perfect little lady arrived in our lives!

Introducing Elodie…

Born on Friday 14th March, after a very quick labour (it now feels like a dream!).

Weighing 8lb 9oz.

I will post my labour story soon…

In the meantime, I will be mainly cuddling my two beautiful children, feeling truly blessed.xx


38 week update…

38 weeks (+1)  today! Time is flying by! This week has been hard. I am struggling to drive due to my SPD so I’ve been stuck at home a lot. I’ve also developed a really sore throat too, yesterday I sounded much like a man. Today, I have no voice whatsoever! Anyway, on with the update…


  Total weight gain: I would guess around the 4stone mark by now. My tummy cannot stretch any more, of that I am sure! My bum and thighs seem to be larger than life so I’d like to think they can’t get any bigger either. I fear otherwise…

Stretch marks: I don’t think I can have any but I haven’t examined properly. None have jumped out at me though so fingers crossed!

Symptoms: SPD as per usual. I also keep getting a shooting pain down the inside of my thighs. I guess this is where Betsy is starting to engage, I don’t remember getting it last time. Heartburn is pretty major this pregnancy too, I hear that could mean she’s going to have lots of hair! I didn’t have much heartburn last time and Austin didn’t have much hair at all…

Cravings: Still sweet things! Not really a craving but today, I’m dosing myself up on hot honey and lemon (just boiling water, lemon and honey – I use about twice as much honey as lemon). I really don’t like honey but it’s actually not so bad as a drink. Probably because it’s sweet!!


Best pregnancy related moment: I had an appointment with my midwife today and she thinks that Betsy may no longer be back to back! She did say it was hard to tell because Betsy was wriggling around so much, at first she thought she was still back to back, then she decided that she has moved and is now only half back to back! Still not ideal but getting better!

Worst pregnancy related moment: Nothing in particular, just generally hauling around my HUGE pregnant self! Getting out of breath; rib ache; back ache; peeing 58 times per night..blah blah blah.

Belly Button: It’s kind of flat. Much like I don’t have a belly button but, something weird is in it’s place. Something very weird.

Wedding rings: OFF. I think they will be for a loooooooooooooong time yet! Damn chubby fingers.

Ability to paint toenails: As of last week – yes! However, the thought of painting them again is not at all appealing. They’re still looking pretty (and pink – very appropriate!) at the moment but I don’t know how much longer it will last. I normally hate hate hate it when my nail varnish is chipped but right now,  I think I will be willing to accept it. That or I’ll book a pedicure. In fact, I probably will book a pedicure..!

Predictions: A am really hoping she will arrive a little early but, I have a feeling she will be a little late.

Although I’d like her to be early, the longer she takes to pop out, the longer I get to spend having one to one time with this gorgeous little man:

It’s safe to say, I am not someone who loves being pregnant. It’s blooming hard work. And it’s been much harder this time than last. Both pregnancies have been very similar, even down to the shape of my bumps. These pics were taken at 38 weeks exactly with both pregnancies. Bert the Bump looks higher than Betsy Bump but they’re definitely a similar shape!


I think what makes it harder now is that I already have my little Austin Bear to look after. He’s quite a heavy boy and I find picking him up and carrying him really puts a strain on my pelvis. But the worst thing is having to say no to him when he wants me to hold him. It honestly makes me feel so guilty. Lucky for me, he’s a happy chappy and not normally clingy to me. Unless he’s ill like he was last weekend, then he just wants Mummy cuddles! Or if I’m in the kitchen preparing something to eat, then he wants to be picked up but only for the food, not for Mummy!

I can’t wait to see Austin as a big brother! I’m so excited that the two of them will be so close in age, I hope they grow to be best buddies.

Soooo I wonder if my next update will be a very peeved overdue pregnancy one or introducing you all to my baby…I REALLY hope it’s the latter! Watch this space.x