baby weight loss more than 11 | My labour story Part two

baby weight loss more than 11

Heres part two of my labour story of my second baby.  For part one you can head over here if you missed it, but we left it that I was on all fours and only 4cm dilated. 

You cant really put into words the pain and intensity of contractions, and I certainly dont want to scare anyone who is pregnant or plans to have a baby in the future. I mean we all know it hurts. It really hurts. But its a pain unlike any other, its a pain that has a purpose.  And no matter how many babies I see, I still cant quite believe the miracle that is pregnancy and child birth. 

The contractions were getting stronger and more close together so I tried gas and air that I immediately didnt like.  It just made me feel really sick having a plastic mouthpiece in my mouth and I think it also made me lose focus of my breathing technique that so far had been quite effective.  The gas and air just got thrown on the bed and I resumed focusing on breathing and counting out loud to ten until the contraction had passed. 

I think alot of people perceive labour to be this one long excruciating pain, when in fact inbetween contractions you are pretty pain free.  This kept me going.  I knew if I could just count up to ten, by the time I got to ten the pain would have passed and I would have some respite.  I really tried to stay in the moment and not even think of the next contraction.  

By around 2am my contractions were so intense that I began to doubt myself and I felt so overwhelmed. I remember telling my husband he had better get me an epidural ASAP (even though an hour before Id bleated on about a natural birth!!!). The midwife was amazing and just kept telling me I could do it and to hold on for a bit longer. I can remember arguing with her I couldnt.  At some point I can remember saying Id had enough, it was all too much.   The midwife agreed to examine me and found I was around 8cm! I was nearly nearly there, I could do it! I think she did a sweep at this point to help my cervix fully dilate. 

As the intensity grew to the point that I felt I could take no more, a really strange feeling came over me which I cant describe. My body just felt so different, I felt shaky and weird and a little scared.  I can then remember my waters breaking and the midwife opening a delivery pack. 

At the point I thought I could take no more we had reached the point of pushing.  And this gave me a renewed sense of purpose.  Whilst the contractions were still there, I had a renewed purpose, I had to push as hard as I could to see my baby. 

I wont lie, I was scared at this point. Id had an epidural with my first daughter so all of the sensations were new. I told the midwife there was no way I was pushing, I was just going to wait it out, to which she laughed and told me I didnt have a choice. 

The pushing was hard and exhausting (think doing a giant poo) and my husband said he could actually see my stomach shrinking as baby was being pushed down.  I cant put into words how I felt or what my body was doing.  My body just completely took over and I just knew I had to push and push. Every single part of my being was focusing on pushing this baby out.  A monkey could have delivered my baby and I wouldnt have noticed.   

It was intense but the most amazing experience. Three hours after arriving on the ward and our daughter, baby LL was born.  It was love at first sight. 

I delivered the placenta naturally after the cord had stopped pulsating, and to me this was a breeze compared to birthing a baby.

I needed some stitches afterwards, but just 6 hours later we were discharged home and I dont think my parents could quite believe it when we walked into our home holding our new baby girl.

The care I received was faultless and as hard as it was, I would do it all again in a heartbeat.  I know not every birth is the same and I would never compare this birth to the birth of my daughter where I had an epidural. But I feel so lucky to have experienced a different type of labour and birth.  

Welcome to the world LL xxx

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baby weight loss motivation | My labour story Part One

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I debated whether to share my labour story or not. Its something thats so very personal and is quite an intimate and immensely special time for parents to be. But, I really think labour gets a bad name. Its no wonder mums to be are petrified of giving birth. Amidst all the blood and gore, the tears, the pain and giving birth in a toilet/car/Asda, the natural and horror free labours go a bit unnoticed.  Of course it hurts.  Of course its hard.  But that doesnt mean its a negative thing.  So, heres the labour story of my second baby.   

Four days before my due date I was sitting at the local playgroup singing wind the bobbin up and seriously contemplating why on earth I had taken my three year old daughter there that day. I felt huge, really tired and totally not with it. It was the last place I wanted to be, and I was cursing in my head as we moved onto a rendition of humpty dumpty. 

Later that day, I started to feel cramps. They werent particular painful, but they were happening about every 10 minutes and I just felt uncomfortable. I carried on as normal, preparing tea and bathing my daughter.  I knew something was happening, but I wasnt convinced it was labour.  I just thought maybe my body was getting ready, and to be fair, Id convinced myself I was going into labour most days from week 28, so by now Id given up on labour even occurring. 

I went to bed as normal, then woke around 1am with the cramping being that bit more painful- enough to wake me up. Was this it? Was this labour? 

I didnt wake my husband, and I just tried to doze back off, but every time I got a cramp Id wake up again. This happened until about 3am and then I thought I had better time them. I must have messed around for about half an hour deciding which labour app to download (which is obviously a huge decision!), and then eventually I started timing them. They were coming around every 8 minutes and were getting more painful so I had to breathe through them. 

By 7am Id been up most of the night, and I started thinking that I needed to get my daughter up to take her to preschool.  So I got out of bed, and it was literally almost instant that the cramps stop. I was a little disappointed that Id been up all night when actually nothing was happening and it was just a false alarm. 

My husband went to work and my daughter to preschool and I started Googling false labour.  Alot of the forums said that if cramping stopping it wasnt labour at all, which got me worried as the cramps had been painful.  If that wasnt labour how on Earth would I cope with the real thing??  

All day nothing happened so I carried on as usual.  I had a feeling of disappointment that it wasnt labour, but then relief that I could get some sleep that night.  But, around 4pm the cramps started again. They felt exactly the same as the night before. Was this it?? 

My husband came home from work and we thought wed give it a few hours until we rang my parents to come and babysit our daughter if we needed to go to the hospital. The cramps were certainly uncomfortable but I still kept questioning whether this was it. 

At around 9pm the pains were coming every 8 minutes and I was having to breathe through them because of the pain.  Again, I still wasnt convinced, but my husband rang my parents anyway, who arrived about 10pm.  

I really didnt want to go to the hospital early to be sent home, so I strapped on my TENS machine and thought wed probably end up going the hospital in the morning.  I tried to get some sleep but couldnt because of the pain.  I just kept focusing on my breathing and counting to ten by which time the pain had passed.  

By 11.30 the pain was more intense and the contractions were coming around every 4 minutes.  My husband wanted to go to the labour ward, but I just wanted to stay at home. I ended up waddling to the toilet, but after 15 minutes and my husband trying to cajole me out, I just wanted to stay put and focus, he said we were going. He rang the labour ward and after asking him a few questions (he gave them a wrong date of birth for me) we were told to go straight in. 

We arrived onto the labour ward around midnight and I was examined where they told me I was 4cm dilated. Only 4cm!!!!!! I couldnt believe I was 4cm and I felt so disappointed that Id come to the hospital too early. 

My midwife was amazing and inbetween my contractions which were getting more intense she chatted to me about the kind of birth I wanted. I told her I wanted to try and stay away from an epidural and I wanted an active birth. I had wanted a water birth, but the pool wasnt available.

So we settled down in a birthing room and I immediately got on all fours and knelt over the bed.  This was the most comfiest and felt the most natural position.  Little did I know that in less than 3 hours Id be holding a baby. To be continued...

As a side note, this is the most flattering picture of me in my labour position.  Ive been through our photos five times and this is as good as it gets.  Ive read countless other labour stories and seen others perfect labour pictures of mums-to-be where they look oh so serene and focused.  I on the other hand look like Im about to bunny hop over a bed.  

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post pregnancy weight loss meal plan | Waving not drowning

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After I hit publish on my post, Motherhood without a filter, I immediately wondered if Id maybe shared a bit too much.  I worried that I would scare all the mums-to-be who read my blog, and I thought Id terrified all those mums expecting their second baby.  I dont want to be one of those scare-mongers. 

You know the ones.  The ones who are overly eager to tell you their horrendous labour story when youve only just met them and youre 9 months pregnant. Or the lady who continually complains about motherhood even though she has 5 children.  I want to be the mum who celebrates being a mum.  Who relishes having two beautiful daughters.  

But at the same time, as I mentioned in the blog post, I also want this blog to reflect real-life.  That it is hard sometimes.  But I wouldnt change a single thing.  Even the night I didnt sleep at all, I still lay on the bed the next day with LL and tried to make her smile with a toy penguin making cheeping noises (which she loves).  And when I felt ill because I was so tired, I still danced round the nursery carrying LL and dancing alongside my eldest to play that sax.

So if youre a mum to be, or going to be a mum of two, its all fine, I promise.  I hope my blog doesnt frighten or worry you. I hope instead my posts dispel this myth of the perfect mum, who doesnt, and will never exist.  I hope it reflects real-life. 

Motherhood isnt a constant state of euphoria.  It has its ups and downs, highs and lows and all those bits that fall between.  Every bit is needed and every bit is part of the journey. 

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