Our little bundle is here! Now I’ve been slightly busy with a new born so he is 7 weeks old! I didn’t then we would ever get to this point! With 2 miscarriages, 2 ectopic pregnancies and a lost Fallopian tube under our belts we thought all hope was lost…. Until the little Miracle that is Elliott! That’s our sons name by the way, Elliott Linden David (Surname) to be precise 😍👶🏼
Birth Story (because everyone loves those) – We had planned a home birth, with all our previous troubles having him in a hospital just didn’t seem right. We hired a birthing pool from a company called ‘mermaid at heart’ for £90 😱 they deliver you a box when you’re 37 weeks (when you’re classed as full term) and you keep it until you’re 42 weeks (or give birth whichever is sooner) after 42 weeks it is no longer safe for you to have a home birth.
My plan was whilst in early labour to get in the bath and let my husband pump up the pool and fill it etc. This would give him something to do instead of faffing around me 😋.
So week 37 pool gets delivered and sits in the corner of our lounge for what seemed like a year. Statistically 1st time mums give birth a week- 2 weeks over due and only 5% of babys are born on their due dates.So we were panicking that we’d paid for this pool to decorate our lounge and gather dust for a few weeks for me to go over due and have to go into hospital anyway.
Luckily on the 9th of August at 10.45am at 39 weeks and 6 days pregnant my waters broke. I was just laying in bed (lazy I know) and I heard a pop. If you’ve ever had your hip click before it felt like that… Only in your hoo haa! Thinking “What the fuck was that??” I ran to the bathroom. As I ran the waters gushed all down my legs. I phoned my husband whilst on the toilet and told him. He immediately wanted to come home from work, but I told him there was no point yet as I wasn’t having any contractions.
I phoned the labour line, there was a sticker with the number on it, in the front of my maternity notes which stated ‘if you think you’re in labour or your waters have broken then call th number below’
They made an appointment at our local hospital Princess Anne for 9pm and said if I hadn’t had any contractions by then I had to go to see them so they could get my waters had actually broken (basically to check I hadn’t just peed my knickers) Your waters are a funny old thing. I expected it to be be like in the films where they break (usually in a supermarket) one big gush and that’s that. Mine however seemed to be a big gush every time I stood up. I mean soaking one of those giant maternity pads every time. I went through 4 pairs of trousers before lunch time and then just gave up wearing any lol where as other people have said theirs never broke, had to be broken for them or just had a small trickle and that was it. It has a strange smell, sort of chemically and clean. A bit like chlorine… I guess it is sterile water??
8.00pm rolled around still with no contractions, so off to the hospital we went with a bag full of sopping pads which I was instructed I must keep and take with us (gross right!?)
got to the hospital and was kept waiting until 10.45pm… So much for getting as much sleep as possible before hand! Midwife eventually came to see us and took the pads off of me. Now I’m not sure if she was an old school midwife or If it’s standard practice (if so poor them) but the way she tested to see if it was actually my waters and not pee was to sniff in….! I mean she got her nose right up in there and smelt at least 3 of the 9 pads we’d brought along. She then examined me and got me to cough before concluding that yes indeed my waters had broken. She said if I hadn’t gone into natural labour by 11am Thursday the 11th when I would of been 1 day over due then I’d need to come back in to be induced. This would mean having the baby in hospital, which I did not want to do.
Leaving the hospital at 12.30am excited that my waters had broken but scared and worried that I would have to be induced. We got home and went to bed at 1am knackered.
3am: woke up with contractions. Woke the husband and told him, as they weren’t strong we decided to get some more sleep for the long day ahead as we were advised in our antinatal classes.
5.30am could not sleep any more. Asked husband to get me two hot water bottles, thought the heat might help. One for my tummy and one for my lower back. Then call the labour line and tell them what had happened. Unfortunately it was the same midwife from the night before who said that there wouldn’t be anyone available to come out to us til 9am and to just get some rest.
7am I got into the bath tub then rang both our sets of parents to let them know it was happening. There was no point setting up the pool yet as it was only early days. We phoned the midwife again as the pains had gotten worse but she wasn’t concerned with How I sounded so it was all good.
8am the pain got much worse my husband was using our shower head to blast my tummy or back with hot hot water with each contraction to try sooth me (thank god we’d changed our boiler recently) without it I don’t think I’d of got through it. My husband said “that looked like you pushed then” I replied “that’s because I did!” He called the midwife back and told them I was pushing and we needed someone ASAP!
8.30am the urge to push got stronger to the point that I couldn’t help it. This baby was coming! I jumped up out of the bath and blood trickled down my legs. If you’ve ever cut yourself shaving in the bath you’ll know how far a tiny drop of blood can go. My husband took charge, we couldn’t wait for this midwife. Something was wrong! He called 999!
999 operator sent an ambulance. He said get her out of the bath and onto the bed. It sounds like the baby is back to back (when their spine is against yours) so get her to stop pushing.
you cannot for the life of you just stop pushing.. It’s impossible! My body was pushing the operator was telling me to stop. All that happened was I was writhing around on our bed with my hands in between my legs, shouting that I couldn’t stop! There was no way in hell!
8.50 First response man arrived and as he was coming up the stairs I made him stop so I…could put my nighty on?? My exact words were “you don’t need to see my boobs” what?? Of all the things to be worried about??
He came in, took one look at what was going on down below and said “you’re fine, crack on”
Roughly 5 pushes later at 9.10am on Wednesday 10th August exactly on his due date and on our bed at home, Our little Elliott was born, weighing 6lb 15 1/2oz. If my husband hasn’t called 999 he would of been the one catching Elliott 😱😜
At 9.30am the midwife showed up to assist my husband to cut the umbilical cord and deliver the placenta.
We had to go into hospital so I could be stitched back up. I tell you, that hurt more than bloody labour. The needle looked like a fish hook… Ouch… But gas and air was lovely! 😋
4 hours after he was born we were back at home having a cuppa and a cuddle on the sofa, staring at our expensive unused birthing pool in the corner.
It just goes to show, anything is possible. 5 pregnancies and a missing Fallopian tube but we got there.. We have our baby, and I couldn’t be happier. Very content and happy mummy over here. Wishing you all the best 😘
Elliott eating soup for the 1st time
announcement to the world 
Elliott’s 1st snow day 
17 week scan 
Icecream on a sunny spring day
Tada! Just as the title stated, 3D scan of our baby boy. He looks like an actual baby! Duh! But I still couldn’t imagine him as an actual baby. Strange really. I kind of feel like every time we have a scan they’re just playing a video of someone else’s baby, like those women in films that bribe the sonographer into tricking their “baby daddies” maybe I am a giant plonker but that’s just how it feels. However on the 3D scan you cannot deny that Is our child. Welling up again thinking about it. Silly pregnant women! He looks like us, but not like us…. Strange concept! Little bugger didn’t wanna show us his face, didn’t mind showing us everything else. Believe me there is no denying he is a boy after seeing that in 3D haha little monkey. He had his hands, legs and umbilical cord up in his face not letting us have a look see… But we got there eventually 🙂 It’s an odd feeling, one I hope each and every person wanting children can experience in some form or another. It is a magical thing and 1 I wouldn’t change for anything.
Upside down baby… Look at that spine.
We had our little gathering and revealed to all our nearest and dearest that it is a…..
This is our little bundle at 12 weeks. Isn’t it cute! And hasn’t it grown in two weeks…
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