He’s here 🙂 After SO much waiting and what felt like the longest pregnancy in the world, he finally arrived on Saturday 8th June at 14:53, weighing 9lbs 2oz, only one day after his due date. Though he is quite dry and flaky so I think my dates might have been a bit wrong. Plus the fact that he was BIG!
If you’re not into labour tales, feel free to skip this bit and just look at the gorgeous pictures 😉
I started with contractions at about 8:30 in the morning and they were already 5 minutes apart, so after a couple of hours we went to get checked over, though I wasn’t getting too hopeful after having had 8 hours of contractions on bank holiday Monday resulting in a big fat nothing! At 11 o’clock I got examined (fun.) but was only 2cms along. There was a bit of a pow wow between the midwives as Ethan and Sam came fairly quickly so they were trying to decide whether to send me home or not, which they did with instructions to have a nice bath and ring back if it continued.
Things seemed to be easing off so I went home and hopped in the bath where things calmed down for a bit, then really picked back up again when I got back out! Rich was downstairs watching the women’s tennis and suddenly realised there were similar noises coming from upstairs where I was attempting to get dressed in between lots of heavy breathing and the occasional groan/moo-like sound! We rang back and headed back in at around 1:30 and I asked to get in the pool, so I was examined again, declared 5cms and in we got. Let me tell you, that pool was absolute HEAVEN. It was so comfortable, all warm and floaty. I just hung over the side of it clutching at the gas and air which was hilarious as I lost control of my face and kept giggling my head off.
Not long after I got in I had some meptid (like pethidine but not as strong) but within about 10 minutes I was ready to push and Henry was born under the water, and the midwives didn’t even touch him, I picked him up and brought him out of the water. I even cut his cord in a last minute decision as Rich didn’t want to.
The difference in the births was amazing, it just did not compare at all to being on my back strapped to an epidural. Also I won’t go into detail, but there was less, er, physical trauma, this way. I can’t recommend it enough. You know, as a birth option, not just for funsies. Although that great big tub would be amazing for a bath. As long as you get the super fast taps that they have, because otherwise it would take an age to fill. I digress.
We wanted to get home right away, but Henry was breathing a little fast and so they wanted to keep us in. I really did not want to stay, when I stayed overnight with Sam I was edgy and stressed, and I didn’t want a repeat. Unfortunately we had to, and it was pretty much the same, and it definitely didn’t help when a student midwife came in and woke me at 3am (having only moved onto the ward at just after midnight) and wheeled him off to be measured. Only I’m not sure that’s exactly what she said as I was still coming around from exhausted sleep and then they were gone. She came back with him within 5 or 10 minutes but it made me very antsy for the rest of the night.
Luckily we were given a quick discharge in the morning by a lovely paediatrician and we got out of there.
Next came the meeting of the brothers 🙂
They absolutely adore him. He gets hugged and kissed a LOT and when he cries they get very worried. Sam runs over saying “oh Henry, it’s ok, please don’t cry” which just melts my heart. Ethan asks if he’s ok with a very concerned face. These boys slay me!
Sam took a while to get to calling him Henry rather than baby, but now insists that he is Henry Hugglemonster – a tv cartoon character. We don’t mind, we’re happy to huggle him! A week on and he’s slotting in pretty well, the boy aren’t too unsettled by him and he’s just delicious 🙂