Morning readers, or rather readER...Jayne *waves* :)
I think (just think) I feel a little better in myself this morning. I wish this was down to a decent nights sleep but it isn't. I was up and down all night in pain. Oh the joys of pregnancy. Alan and I went to bed at 10pm after a cheeky McDonalds tea. He's on days this morning so he needed an early night and I needed time to think. I think. I ran the bath and had a two hour soak (kept re filling the bath with hot water) while reading one of my new books. Just a bit of chick lit to try and lighten my mood..."Woman on the Run" it's not a bad read, nothing spectacular but an easy read none the less. I hauled my backside into bed and the tossing and turning began. At one point I thought of waking Alan and calling the hospital but I felt too guilty so I grinned and beared it. I must have fallen to sleep at some point and then woke again. That was pretty much my nights sleep. I woke this morning and feel a little brighter than yesterday. I think.
Yesterday was lovely, we visited Alan's mother (not so lovely lol) and went for lunch to the pub, Fairways (used to be Bluebell, Dodoworth - where we got married). The contractions were strong again but no way was I calling the hospital not to be put in a bed and forgotten about. We went to Murderhall and got Alan some new trainers. He reckons he's going to start going to the gym, with my guidence (I used to work in a gym). We'll see. We had a drive round and came home to watch a film but there wasn't anything on. We got home from the drive and I just felt so numb. Physically and mentally. Alan tried to comfort me but I just wasn't in the frame of mind to be comforted. It was nice that he was there though and he knew why I was feeling this way because to some extent he was feeling it too. I forget that while I'm the one going through the physical pain and changes...I'm not alone in the mental pain this is bringing. Its hard for him to see me be in pain and to feel so alone even when I'm not. I'm so lucky to have a husband who understands. After being told we couldn't have children naturally and then getting pregnant naturally this is like a miracle baby for us so when the pregnancy isn't straight forward which seems to be most days at the moment...we worry. Its natural, I know. I know things could be worse. Im grateful for what I have and the fact that whilst I'm not happy and healthy at least my baby is. That's what motherhood is all about, right?
I just worry that my struggling with the constant pain and worrying that at some point my uborn baby is going to get into distress (which the hospital have said they are waiting for before they intervene) I won't cope well. I know I'm going to have to go back to the hospital soon because again they are becoming more frequent and painful. I just worry that I'm going to be put in a bed and forgotten about. Again.
Just waiting for Alan to come home from work, then I'll feel better I'm sure.
Sunday, 17 April 2011
Saturday, 16 April 2011
Can't think of an appropriate title
Oh how I've missed being able to write, or rather type my thoughts out. I've missed that, good telly (or ANY telly really) good music (lost my headphones for my iphone) and edible food.
No prizes for guessing where I've been? *waits for imaginary people to guess* You're right! I've been in hospital, for a change, again. Tuesday to Friday which is why I haven't posted a blog for a while. The hospital doesn't have wifi so there wasn't any point in taking the laptop, although thinking about it maybe I should have just to get my thoughts out SOMEWHERE then I could've posted them on here later.
Called the hospital on Tuesday because of contractions, they admitted me there and then and I was told baby was threatening labour. No news there then. I was put in the same room I'm always in. Different bed this time though. It's all a bit of a blur with how much has happened over the last few days. One main thing is I was stuck in a room with a woman who bragged about smoking 20 fags a day whilst pregnant! Dirty, vile woman. She also gave her 12 year old son a fag because he'd ran out! Mother of the year, I think NOT. I was also stuck next to a woman who snored like Godzilla, no joke. I have never heard anyone snore as much in my life. She kept everyone awake all night then complained she had no sleep. I was fuming to say the least. No sleep and lots of pain does not make Amy a happy bunny.
I saw the consultant I'm under ONCE the whole time I was there and she told me what I already knew, baby is ready to come out and he wants to come early they are just waiting for him to come or to get distressed so they have to do an emergency section. WHY would you WAIT for a baby to get distressed????? He is big enough and healthy enough to be born now thanks to the drugs I have been given and he's a good size now so why not put me and him out of our misery? ARGH.
Thursday was the worst day, the contractions were off the scale. Luckily my mum came to see me as Alan was on afters so I wasn't able to see him. The midwife looking after me sent for the on call registrar urgently and he checked me for dilation but nothing. They think I may be one of the women who will struggle to dilate and will end up having a section anyway. Seeing a pattern here? I called Alan to come through as the midwife advised me it would be for the best as she expected a baby before the end of the night. My contractions were worse than a girl across from me who was dilating and further on in labour than I was! Oh eck I was ready to have the baby. I was offered pethidine but I refused it as it can slow things down and after having contractions on and off since 28weeks gestation I was waaaay too tired to slow things down and start all over again. The contractions slowed down on their own. Gutted. At 8pm Alan went home after visiting so I got in the bath. The contractions started again so I didn't get much sleep and I managed on paraceetamol.
Friday, I was more than fed up and upset. The contractions had slowed down but I was waiting for them to peak again as that's the trend what has been happening. I waited over an hour and half for painkillers and they only gave me codine so I took my own paracetamol. Then when I eventually got my codine, the midwife had a go at me for pressing the call button and told me next time, to get out of my bed and go find her on the ward. RUDE. The dr tried telling me it was SPD because I was getting pain in my back and tummy? Erm, hello thats what happens with contractions?? Anyway, it had already been confirmed it was threatened labour. He asked me to stay a while to track the contractions but if I wanted to go home after, I could. The midwife came and then that was it, I was rushed out of the hospital because they needed my bed! I wasn't checked even though I told the midwife the contractions were getting stronger. She told me to come back later if they continued. Waste of time.
My sister picked me up and brought me home. When Alan got in from work, we went for lunch to a pub and then went shopping (he treat me to cheer me up, bless) the contractions got worse with walking. We went for a drive down the Strines and came back home to watch a film. The contractions are still there, though they are manageable. I don't know if I should call the hospital or leave it, because all they do is admit me and sit me in a bed on paracetamol and then forget me even when I ask for help.
They keep telling me "ohh baby is happy" and I'm really grateful for that, really I am. But I'm not happy. I'm not healthy and I'm certainly not comfortable. I'm scared stiff every time I get contractions baby is going to get distressed and something bad is going to happen. Its all good and well having a healthy baby but no good without a healthy mum to look after him is it? I can't do this for another 5 week when I'll be 40wk or 7 if they let me go over due. I just can't.
I'm really struggling.
No prizes for guessing where I've been? *waits for imaginary people to guess* You're right! I've been in hospital, for a change, again. Tuesday to Friday which is why I haven't posted a blog for a while. The hospital doesn't have wifi so there wasn't any point in taking the laptop, although thinking about it maybe I should have just to get my thoughts out SOMEWHERE then I could've posted them on here later.
Called the hospital on Tuesday because of contractions, they admitted me there and then and I was told baby was threatening labour. No news there then. I was put in the same room I'm always in. Different bed this time though. It's all a bit of a blur with how much has happened over the last few days. One main thing is I was stuck in a room with a woman who bragged about smoking 20 fags a day whilst pregnant! Dirty, vile woman. She also gave her 12 year old son a fag because he'd ran out! Mother of the year, I think NOT. I was also stuck next to a woman who snored like Godzilla, no joke. I have never heard anyone snore as much in my life. She kept everyone awake all night then complained she had no sleep. I was fuming to say the least. No sleep and lots of pain does not make Amy a happy bunny.
I saw the consultant I'm under ONCE the whole time I was there and she told me what I already knew, baby is ready to come out and he wants to come early they are just waiting for him to come or to get distressed so they have to do an emergency section. WHY would you WAIT for a baby to get distressed????? He is big enough and healthy enough to be born now thanks to the drugs I have been given and he's a good size now so why not put me and him out of our misery? ARGH.
Thursday was the worst day, the contractions were off the scale. Luckily my mum came to see me as Alan was on afters so I wasn't able to see him. The midwife looking after me sent for the on call registrar urgently and he checked me for dilation but nothing. They think I may be one of the women who will struggle to dilate and will end up having a section anyway. Seeing a pattern here? I called Alan to come through as the midwife advised me it would be for the best as she expected a baby before the end of the night. My contractions were worse than a girl across from me who was dilating and further on in labour than I was! Oh eck I was ready to have the baby. I was offered pethidine but I refused it as it can slow things down and after having contractions on and off since 28weeks gestation I was waaaay too tired to slow things down and start all over again. The contractions slowed down on their own. Gutted. At 8pm Alan went home after visiting so I got in the bath. The contractions started again so I didn't get much sleep and I managed on paraceetamol.
Friday, I was more than fed up and upset. The contractions had slowed down but I was waiting for them to peak again as that's the trend what has been happening. I waited over an hour and half for painkillers and they only gave me codine so I took my own paracetamol. Then when I eventually got my codine, the midwife had a go at me for pressing the call button and told me next time, to get out of my bed and go find her on the ward. RUDE. The dr tried telling me it was SPD because I was getting pain in my back and tummy? Erm, hello thats what happens with contractions?? Anyway, it had already been confirmed it was threatened labour. He asked me to stay a while to track the contractions but if I wanted to go home after, I could. The midwife came and then that was it, I was rushed out of the hospital because they needed my bed! I wasn't checked even though I told the midwife the contractions were getting stronger. She told me to come back later if they continued. Waste of time.
My sister picked me up and brought me home. When Alan got in from work, we went for lunch to a pub and then went shopping (he treat me to cheer me up, bless) the contractions got worse with walking. We went for a drive down the Strines and came back home to watch a film. The contractions are still there, though they are manageable. I don't know if I should call the hospital or leave it, because all they do is admit me and sit me in a bed on paracetamol and then forget me even when I ask for help.
They keep telling me "ohh baby is happy" and I'm really grateful for that, really I am. But I'm not happy. I'm not healthy and I'm certainly not comfortable. I'm scared stiff every time I get contractions baby is going to get distressed and something bad is going to happen. Its all good and well having a healthy baby but no good without a healthy mum to look after him is it? I can't do this for another 5 week when I'll be 40wk or 7 if they let me go over due. I just can't.
I'm really struggling.
Sunday, 10 April 2011
The Sun is Shining...the weather is sweet yeah!
Bit of reggae for you there ;)
Not been and posted for a couple of days due to the glorious weather we're getting at the moment. I thought April was renouned for showers? Not this week! Yesterday me and hubby went to Cannon Hall Gardens for a nice stroll and an ice-cream. I struggled a little with the strolling and we kept having to find a bench but it was totally worth the pain. Beautiful days like that with the one you love puts life into perspective and you seem to appreciate it more.
We did the same today, a nice walk and an ice-cream followed by lunch in an old hotel/ pub restaurant (where we got married none the less!) that has been refurbished. Simply divine. Oh, we called to visit my mother bear this morning too. Not seen her in a while and while parents are made to annoy you, the trick is if you don't see them THAT often they annoy you a little less! She's knitted a lovely blanket for Baby Lewis and sorted some of my nephews clothes out for us which was nice. Also got a nice little basket of practical goodies from my favourite auntie and uncle.
I'm getting REALLY excited for bump to arrive now. We are 34 +1 today so if he decides to try and come early again I'll be happy :) Everytime someone asks when I'm due they look completely shocked when I tell them the end of May as aparently, I look ready to POP! I ought to be in the nursery sorting his things out ready for his arrival but on a day like today I'd much rather lounge around and relax. Plus, hubby is in bed as he's on night's tonight so that's a pretty good excuse not to do anything.
Recently been thinking a lot about friends or rather the lack of friends I/we have. We both have friends but we never seem to see much of them anymore. I guess it's due to us being the only married couple. I lost a friend to jealousy recently. She didn't like the fact I was married with a baby on the way and was constantly sniping at me. In the end, I figured if a friend makes you feel rubbish, they aren't that much of a friend. My best friend in the whole wide world forever and ever BFFL (best friend for life) is Batman. Her actual name is Robyn but for as long as I can remember I've called her Batman. Imaginative, I know. We have literally known each other all our lives. She's younger than I am, she's 20 not that it matters. I don't see her too much because, like me she is settled down (not married) she lives with her girlfriend who is older than I am by a couple of years but they are a fantastic match. In my opinion, men SERIOUSLY dipped out when Batman finally admitted she was lesbian. She's gorgeous :) I'm hoping now my maternity leave has started, we'll see a little more of each other because I miss her. If and when baby Lewis is christened, she will be his godmother without question. We've already booked her for babysitting in October when we go see Lee Evans!!!
My other friend is my older sister Keira, I see lots more of her now I'm on maternity leave and live closer to her. It's nice having a sister you can consider a friend. I just wish me and hubby had a few more friends, probably more mature friends as most of our friends our own age are only into going round town on the razz, whereas we much prefer quiet pubs with background music and a good chat. Maybe we are old before our years???
Not been and posted for a couple of days due to the glorious weather we're getting at the moment. I thought April was renouned for showers? Not this week! Yesterday me and hubby went to Cannon Hall Gardens for a nice stroll and an ice-cream. I struggled a little with the strolling and we kept having to find a bench but it was totally worth the pain. Beautiful days like that with the one you love puts life into perspective and you seem to appreciate it more.
We did the same today, a nice walk and an ice-cream followed by lunch in an old hotel/ pub restaurant (where we got married none the less!) that has been refurbished. Simply divine. Oh, we called to visit my mother bear this morning too. Not seen her in a while and while parents are made to annoy you, the trick is if you don't see them THAT often they annoy you a little less! She's knitted a lovely blanket for Baby Lewis and sorted some of my nephews clothes out for us which was nice. Also got a nice little basket of practical goodies from my favourite auntie and uncle.
I'm getting REALLY excited for bump to arrive now. We are 34 +1 today so if he decides to try and come early again I'll be happy :) Everytime someone asks when I'm due they look completely shocked when I tell them the end of May as aparently, I look ready to POP! I ought to be in the nursery sorting his things out ready for his arrival but on a day like today I'd much rather lounge around and relax. Plus, hubby is in bed as he's on night's tonight so that's a pretty good excuse not to do anything.
Recently been thinking a lot about friends or rather the lack of friends I/we have. We both have friends but we never seem to see much of them anymore. I guess it's due to us being the only married couple. I lost a friend to jealousy recently. She didn't like the fact I was married with a baby on the way and was constantly sniping at me. In the end, I figured if a friend makes you feel rubbish, they aren't that much of a friend. My best friend in the whole wide world forever and ever BFFL (best friend for life) is Batman. Her actual name is Robyn but for as long as I can remember I've called her Batman. Imaginative, I know. We have literally known each other all our lives. She's younger than I am, she's 20 not that it matters. I don't see her too much because, like me she is settled down (not married) she lives with her girlfriend who is older than I am by a couple of years but they are a fantastic match. In my opinion, men SERIOUSLY dipped out when Batman finally admitted she was lesbian. She's gorgeous :) I'm hoping now my maternity leave has started, we'll see a little more of each other because I miss her. If and when baby Lewis is christened, she will be his godmother without question. We've already booked her for babysitting in October when we go see Lee Evans!!!
My other friend is my older sister Keira, I see lots more of her now I'm on maternity leave and live closer to her. It's nice having a sister you can consider a friend. I just wish me and hubby had a few more friends, probably more mature friends as most of our friends our own age are only into going round town on the razz, whereas we much prefer quiet pubs with background music and a good chat. Maybe we are old before our years???
Wednesday, 6 April 2011
A bit of a moan...
This post is going to be mainly a moan and feeling sorry for myself. I've got a cold and I'm ratty because I'm getting no sleep and I feel rubbish!
Yesterday was great, me and Alan went out for lunch and took my older sister Keira and my gorgeous niece, Daisy. We had pizza hut buffet and even though I was sniffly and tired, I really enjoyed it.
Went to the antenatal talks at the hospital yesterday. The midwife kept checking I was OK because I looked so rough ha ha ha! We walked around the labour ward and even looked in one of the rooms I was in the first time I started contracting early! We saw the pool and it made me think I'd like to have a go but Alan's not fussed. Typical bloke thinking his opinion counts when it's ME going through it.
He's in the bad books, kind of. We came home and I moved some of my things off of the sofa so he could sit down but he came in huffing and puffing moving them all again but in an aggresive kind of way. I moved off the sofa and sat on the other one and told him I didn't want to sit with him if he was going to be like that. Best thing is, the kitchen was clean and tidy and the only pots on the side were HIS. The washing pile on the floor is HIS. He does very little cleaning because I do it yet he doesn't appreciate it. I do all the washing, cleaning and tidying so if I leave something out or make a little bit of a mess I should be able to do so without him getting moody about it!
Told him I feel crap this morning and baby Lewis is misbehaving with contractions and he's told me to take it steady but if I don't clean up he will only moan or huff and puff! So I'm going to make the house sparkle before he gets home and I hope he feels guilty for it! Git!!!!!!!
I do love him really but FGS he gets on my nerves sometimes!!!
Yesterday was great, me and Alan went out for lunch and took my older sister Keira and my gorgeous niece, Daisy. We had pizza hut buffet and even though I was sniffly and tired, I really enjoyed it.
Went to the antenatal talks at the hospital yesterday. The midwife kept checking I was OK because I looked so rough ha ha ha! We walked around the labour ward and even looked in one of the rooms I was in the first time I started contracting early! We saw the pool and it made me think I'd like to have a go but Alan's not fussed. Typical bloke thinking his opinion counts when it's ME going through it.
He's in the bad books, kind of. We came home and I moved some of my things off of the sofa so he could sit down but he came in huffing and puffing moving them all again but in an aggresive kind of way. I moved off the sofa and sat on the other one and told him I didn't want to sit with him if he was going to be like that. Best thing is, the kitchen was clean and tidy and the only pots on the side were HIS. The washing pile on the floor is HIS. He does very little cleaning because I do it yet he doesn't appreciate it. I do all the washing, cleaning and tidying so if I leave something out or make a little bit of a mess I should be able to do so without him getting moody about it!
Told him I feel crap this morning and baby Lewis is misbehaving with contractions and he's told me to take it steady but if I don't clean up he will only moan or huff and puff! So I'm going to make the house sparkle before he gets home and I hope he feels guilty for it! Git!!!!!!!
I do love him really but FGS he gets on my nerves sometimes!!!
Monday, 4 April 2011
WANTED: Good Nights Kip...Willing to Pay!!
Oh my goodness, I'm not sure the word tired suffices today. Last night was one hell of a bad night. I think I've come down with a cold (great!) so I had headache, stuffy, runny nose, achey and sore last night. I was awake from 3AM onwards, not good.
Today I've been at my friends office lending a hand or rather, keeping her company because I didn't really DO anything. She didn't have anything organised/planned for me. We went for lunch and it was lovely to catch up though I wish I had stayed at home. I ache really badly and baby Lewis is not a happy bunny today - tummy really tight and sore and constant back ache that will not budge with pain killers.
I came home around 4ish and the plan was to get in the bath however I couldn't face the stairs so have come into the livingroom, turned TV and laptop on and ligged on the sofa feeling sorry for myself. Whoever tells you pregnancy is an enjoyable experience needs to get their bloody facts straight because not all women get the enjoyable pregnancy experience!!!
Alan and I are attending the first of our antenatal classes tomorrow night, not sure what to expect but it's worth a try... I'm hoping we benefit from going to the classes although if its just touring the labour ward and talking about labour...I reckon I could lead the classes myself the amount of times I've been there recently! The midwife recommended going to the classes and while I've been in preterm labour etc I'm no expert on child birth so I'm thinking the classes will be interesting (hopefully...) will keep an open mind though!
Caught sight of myself in a full length mirror today and didn't realise how BIG bump was until then! Holy mother of Mary! We don't have any mirrors in our house that are below waist so I very rarely see myself properly. It came as quite the shock I can tell you. Baby Lewis is one big bubba! I'll get Alan to take a picture later tonight and post the pictures of my bump growth so far.
I'm trying to get up the energy to move off the sofa and upstairs to the bath. Tired, achey and strong (but infrequent) contractions are not a good combination! Yes, the contractions I've had today have been strong and long but not frequent enough to concern me. They aren't unbareable either so while I can cope at home, I will. Hopefully they will either come more regular and more painful and end up in full blown labour OR they will bog off all together and allow me the privilage of enjoying the rest of my pregnancy. Somehow, I don't think either will happen. Just my luck.
This post is pretty random and more rambling than anything so I'm going to sign off now. Not going to delete this post though because I've spent time writing it when I feel so rubbish - thats dedication for you!!
Tomorrow, I might even have the energy to write about my business ideas.... I might not either though so don't get your hopes up!!!
TTFN xx
Today I've been at my friends office lending a hand or rather, keeping her company because I didn't really DO anything. She didn't have anything organised/planned for me. We went for lunch and it was lovely to catch up though I wish I had stayed at home. I ache really badly and baby Lewis is not a happy bunny today - tummy really tight and sore and constant back ache that will not budge with pain killers.
I came home around 4ish and the plan was to get in the bath however I couldn't face the stairs so have come into the livingroom, turned TV and laptop on and ligged on the sofa feeling sorry for myself. Whoever tells you pregnancy is an enjoyable experience needs to get their bloody facts straight because not all women get the enjoyable pregnancy experience!!!
Alan and I are attending the first of our antenatal classes tomorrow night, not sure what to expect but it's worth a try... I'm hoping we benefit from going to the classes although if its just touring the labour ward and talking about labour...I reckon I could lead the classes myself the amount of times I've been there recently! The midwife recommended going to the classes and while I've been in preterm labour etc I'm no expert on child birth so I'm thinking the classes will be interesting (hopefully...) will keep an open mind though!
Caught sight of myself in a full length mirror today and didn't realise how BIG bump was until then! Holy mother of Mary! We don't have any mirrors in our house that are below waist so I very rarely see myself properly. It came as quite the shock I can tell you. Baby Lewis is one big bubba! I'll get Alan to take a picture later tonight and post the pictures of my bump growth so far.
I'm trying to get up the energy to move off the sofa and upstairs to the bath. Tired, achey and strong (but infrequent) contractions are not a good combination! Yes, the contractions I've had today have been strong and long but not frequent enough to concern me. They aren't unbareable either so while I can cope at home, I will. Hopefully they will either come more regular and more painful and end up in full blown labour OR they will bog off all together and allow me the privilage of enjoying the rest of my pregnancy. Somehow, I don't think either will happen. Just my luck.
This post is pretty random and more rambling than anything so I'm going to sign off now. Not going to delete this post though because I've spent time writing it when I feel so rubbish - thats dedication for you!!
Tomorrow, I might even have the energy to write about my business ideas.... I might not either though so don't get your hopes up!!!
TTFN xx
Saturday, 2 April 2011
Happy Mothers Day!!
I did start writing a blog post yesterday but I was too tired to finish it and the content was more rambling than anything so I gave it up. Pregnancy is sometimes far from flattering!
This morning I had strict orders to stay in all day until I had a knock at the door. The knock came around 10am so Alan was still here...it was the florists next door, Flowers of Distinction but one to us. They delivered a pink watering can with the most stunning spray of flowers ever, they were from bump! How sweet! The florists are fantastic and their designs are out of this world. Really nice chaps!
Alan buggered off to work at 10:50 and I haven't done HALF the things I planned to do. I've finished my guest blog piece based on weddings for my friend Blue Lights Photography. She's at a wedding fayre today so I should find out the verdict tomorrow when I go into the office to give her a bit of a hand!
I've made homemade scones for the first time ever and they turned out really well!! I'm loving this baking thing I've got going on at the moment. Next time I'm going to make some strawberry pastry tarts, with homemade pastry. If I get good, never know I could end up making the christening cake for Baby Lewis...or not!!!
I should really make some lunch, I'm thinking salad. Although yesterday was really horrible, no matter what I ate it came straight back up! I didn't feel sick or ill, I just threw up whatever I ate (sorry tmi). I'm hoping it's not the same today, although I did read being sick for no reason could be a "clear out"...a sign that labour is on it's way? Who knows. Plenty of braxton hicks today, some are quite strong but we'll see!
Headache is getting worse, maybe a nice relaxing bath after lunch will do me good? I know sitting on this laptop won't so I'm signing off for today.
Happy mothers day to all those lovely yummy mummies out there...hopefully it will be me soon!
This morning I had strict orders to stay in all day until I had a knock at the door. The knock came around 10am so Alan was still here...it was the florists next door, Flowers of Distinction but one to us. They delivered a pink watering can with the most stunning spray of flowers ever, they were from bump! How sweet! The florists are fantastic and their designs are out of this world. Really nice chaps!
Alan buggered off to work at 10:50 and I haven't done HALF the things I planned to do. I've finished my guest blog piece based on weddings for my friend Blue Lights Photography. She's at a wedding fayre today so I should find out the verdict tomorrow when I go into the office to give her a bit of a hand!
I've made homemade scones for the first time ever and they turned out really well!! I'm loving this baking thing I've got going on at the moment. Next time I'm going to make some strawberry pastry tarts, with homemade pastry. If I get good, never know I could end up making the christening cake for Baby Lewis...or not!!!
I should really make some lunch, I'm thinking salad. Although yesterday was really horrible, no matter what I ate it came straight back up! I didn't feel sick or ill, I just threw up whatever I ate (sorry tmi). I'm hoping it's not the same today, although I did read being sick for no reason could be a "clear out"...a sign that labour is on it's way? Who knows. Plenty of braxton hicks today, some are quite strong but we'll see!
Headache is getting worse, maybe a nice relaxing bath after lunch will do me good? I know sitting on this laptop won't so I'm signing off for today.
Happy mothers day to all those lovely yummy mummies out there...hopefully it will be me soon!
Friday, 1 April 2011
I just want a healthy baby
1st April already!!! Luckily no one managed to play any April fools tricks on me...shame I didn't get to play any of my own either :( Oh well!
Today has been great and that was mainly down to a much needed good nights sleep! I went out for a cuppa and a mouch around Asda Living with my big sister this morning. She's got my baby neice in nursery every Friday morning so we had some quality sisterly bonding! One of my many mottos: a brew and a chat, good for the soul :)
We browsed the clothes section and both ended up looking at baby clothes...My neice, Daisy is 1 and I've bought Keira (my sister) a studio sitting with my friend Adele who is an award winning photographer so we found her a gorgeous dress. I could have bought the whole shop but I refrained from it...I only bought a set of vests! They were hard to resist though: hungry caterpillar!!! Too cute!!! I also bought mothers day cards for my mum and Alans.
I went back to my sisters for another brew and a chat. Wow, my soul must be squeeky clean today! Really enjoyed spending some time with my big sister, shes a great support and I'd like to thing I am the same to her.
Alan got up quite early this afternoon so we went for a walk around meadowhall and grabbed some lunch. Nandos mmmm! I had contractions and I was sure they were going to get worse and worse...then they died off!!! I feel like I'm just waiting for it to happen. We are ready for him to come in terms of material things and emotionally. I've been prepared for labour, more times than I care to remember! Its every movement that scares me. I think I'm in labour again. And that's fine...the thing that scares me is that it's going to stop. Again. And then start. Again. The pain of the contractions is extremely intense to the point of pethidine not taking the edge off. I'm not sure how many times I can go through this. How long will my body and my baby cope with this? I don't want either of us to get into any distress. I just want a healthy baby.
Oh well, I'm off to watch TV and write my guest blog for my friend Blue Lights Photography...it's about my wedding. I love weddings, my own and other peoples even if I don't know them! Should be fun! Hopefully, baby Lewis will behave for a while...
Today has been great and that was mainly down to a much needed good nights sleep! I went out for a cuppa and a mouch around Asda Living with my big sister this morning. She's got my baby neice in nursery every Friday morning so we had some quality sisterly bonding! One of my many mottos: a brew and a chat, good for the soul :)
We browsed the clothes section and both ended up looking at baby clothes...My neice, Daisy is 1 and I've bought Keira (my sister) a studio sitting with my friend Adele who is an award winning photographer so we found her a gorgeous dress. I could have bought the whole shop but I refrained from it...I only bought a set of vests! They were hard to resist though: hungry caterpillar!!! Too cute!!! I also bought mothers day cards for my mum and Alans.
I went back to my sisters for another brew and a chat. Wow, my soul must be squeeky clean today! Really enjoyed spending some time with my big sister, shes a great support and I'd like to thing I am the same to her.
Alan got up quite early this afternoon so we went for a walk around meadowhall and grabbed some lunch. Nandos mmmm! I had contractions and I was sure they were going to get worse and worse...then they died off!!! I feel like I'm just waiting for it to happen. We are ready for him to come in terms of material things and emotionally. I've been prepared for labour, more times than I care to remember! Its every movement that scares me. I think I'm in labour again. And that's fine...the thing that scares me is that it's going to stop. Again. And then start. Again. The pain of the contractions is extremely intense to the point of pethidine not taking the edge off. I'm not sure how many times I can go through this. How long will my body and my baby cope with this? I don't want either of us to get into any distress. I just want a healthy baby.
Oh well, I'm off to watch TV and write my guest blog for my friend Blue Lights Photography...it's about my wedding. I love weddings, my own and other peoples even if I don't know them! Should be fun! Hopefully, baby Lewis will behave for a while...
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