Vanessa's Birth of Bella

The beginning of February me and my partner Matthew decided we were going to start trying for a baby, not knowing i was already pregnant from 24th January 2010, although i still had a period but was lighter then usual. End of February when i was due on my period, i was non-stop being sick and felt dreadful, i thought i had a 24hour bug, but still i got a pregnant test out of my draw and went to toilet. I didn't look at it and me and Matthew laid on our bed talking waiting for 3 minutes, then we both looked at it at the same time and smiled as there were 2 blue lines. I said 'i can't believe it happened so quick and was he happy', he replied 'of course i am.' We went downstairs where my mum was as we were living at my parents at the time and told her the news, she was shocked it happened so quickly too, we went to Tesco to buy another test, i did it as soon as i got in and 2 lines appeared straight away. We told my family and he rang his sister and parents as his family are from up north and also our close friends, i was so happy and shocked, 'I was Pregnant.'

At 7 weeks we guessed. I went to toilet and loads of blood and cots came away. I was devastated and called Matthew and my mum, she said your have to go to hospital and get checked out, Matthew said were try again, i was in tears and didn't want another baby i wanted this one. At the hospital i had a pregnancy test and it said positive. I had mixed emotions and didn't understand what was happening the nurse said there's a chance you have lost the baby, it might just be your hormones that think you still are. All i could do was go home and wait till then. Me and my family were all convinces id lost the baby, so the next day came and i went to hospital for a scan. Me, Matthew and my mum looked at the screen expecting it too be empty, but no, the baby looked exactly like a bean and the woman said I'm not 7 weeks pregnant i was 9 weeks and everything seemed fine. 

I didn't have a good pregnancy at all, i bleed on several occasions and every time i went to hospital they put me on the monitor to hear the baby's heartbeat for 20 minutes, every time they said they didn't know where the blood was coming from, but baby's fine. Towards the end i had a lot of spotting. I also was sick all the time. Then first 3 months i lost a stone, i was awful my neck and arms went horribly skinny and my bones sticking out, but i couldn't keep anything down not even my follicle acid tablets. The doctors gave me tablets to help the sickness which never helped, but from being sicked 5,6 times a day, after 3 months it went to just twice a day. Every morning i was sick without fail and chocolate made me not just be sick but feel awful so my favorite thing chocolate i couldn't have, i wouldn't even take a paracetamol. I didn't want to harm the baby. I had craving of jelly tots i ate loads, i also was dying for a cold glass of wkd blue with ice, which i didn't have, i just had to think of the baby growing inside me, that was enough to stop temptation. My Boyfriend proposed July 17th 2010, it was beautiful and i loved my ring although we didn't celebrate till July 1st 2011 as i wanted to drink. 

I went to all my antenatal classes which were really good although i remember they were in there late 20's and early 30's, i was 20 at the time, and no one really spoke to us, but my partner came to everyone and was really supportive. I had a scan at 9 weeks, 11 weeks, 20 weeks, and 23 weeks. At 20 weeks we found out we were having a girl and named her Honey, which Changed to Ruby, then and now Bella, which means beautiful. I had a scan at 23 weeks, so 20 students could all practice doing scans i was more then happy as i was not only helping but getting free scan pictures, which they gave me about 10. My Little girl was due 29th October 2010. A week before then i lost a lump of what seemed like jelly, i asked my mum who said it was the plug.

My Birth-plan was to have a water-birth with gas and air and to have an epidural if i really needed too, although i did want to go without. I wanted my partner and my mum there. I was going to go on the TV show one born every minute but decided near the end it was me and Matthew delight to see no-ones elses, although i love the show, On Wednesday 27th October 2010 i did loads of walking, at 7pm that evening me and my mum were watching the soaps and i said i had like a period pain i had them all different times apart, was very random 7pm to 9pm. At 9pm i was in my room with my partner and told him it hurt like crazy i was in real pain and couldn't even stand. I told my mum who said it started but would be a while yet she kept saying go with the contraction, i couldn't go with them, hurt way too much i tried walking, bouncing, crying, breathing nothing helped i was being sick and on the toilet. My contraction were random times apart. At 11 pm my dad took us all to Princess Anne hospital. I thought my waters broke in the car wasn't a lot of water, mum said it's too early for hospital we might get sent home i felt like pushing, but didn't. Dad parked up we all go in up the lift i scream i need drugs, they all laugh at me lol. The midwife usher us all in a room.

The midwife checked me and said your 10 cm dilated you need to start pushing now, so couldn't have a water-birth. My dad got a chair sat down and faced the door, he didn't expect to be there, although i'm glad he was as i was screaming and pushing he said put all your screaming into pushing, which helped loads i had a little bit of gas and air, but the midwife took it off me and said your pushing better without it. I was pushing on my back, no luck, so tried on all fours still i didn't feel like i was getting any where. The midwife left and came back with a birthing stool it hurt like crazy pushing  on it but i knew i was getting somewhere.. My partner was on a chair be-hide me so i could sit between his legs on the birthing stool and hold his hands. My mum was with the midwife on the floor and my dad on his chair with the view of the door lol. I kept falling asleep between contraction. Mum apparently put a cold flannel on me and Matthew head, which i don't remember. the midwife left the room on two occasions i was getting worried it's been an hour of pushing and no baby, i was really tired and in so much pain. i was thinking she telling the doctors i need a c-section. After an hour and half pushing, the baby's head was out, midwife said to feel the baby's head, i didn't though was too scared i just wanted her in my arms. Another push she slid out on the floor the midwife wrapped her up and handed her too me. I was so relied i did it no pain relief, i don't deny anyone having it though it's there to use. i just choose not too. Apparently my dad jumped up like football, saints scored a goal shouting yes throwing his arm up lol. While Matthew was holding Bella, the midwife pushed on my belly felt really uncomfortable and my placenta came away, i didn't see it although i wish i did just to see what it was like. The midwife let me have some gas and air while she gave me some internal stitches, as i had hardly any water it was a dry birth. 

Throughout my pregnancy i was told the baby would be 5, 6 pounds there fore brought loads of tiny baby clothes, luckily i got normal size too as they weight her and she was 7 pounds on the dot, born on Thursday 28th October 2010, a day before her due date. At 1.55 am. Labour 5 and half hour, which is quick. Called Bella Jennifer Valerie Taylor. On Thursday 11am i went home to enjoy being a mummy.

Now my daughter is 15 months old she is beautiful and so intelligent, i love her with all my heard and soul. Now we have out own home. Motherhood is the best thing any woman could wish forirst .

Pictures, Me With Ma Pumpkin Bump, Me And Bella's First Cry, Me Matthew And Bella, Beautiful Bella, Us 3 Now With Santa Xxx

Kirsty's Birth of Caleb

Kirsty's Birth of Caleb

This is my the birth story of my son, Caleb . Born on 22nd may 2011.

   So i guess it really all started way before my son was due to be born, we were actually only 14 weeks pregnant when things started to kick off. Id been getting on and off pains and tightenings for a while, so i decided it was time to get myself checked out. So we went to the hospital, where doctors comfirmed it was infact braxton hicks contractions. I was slightly shocked that they'd started so ealry, but i was assured that everything was fine with me and the baby.

    These tightenings continued for most of my pregnancy. At just 16 weeks pregnant, me and my husband were sat downstairs at the laptop laughing about the things our daughter had been upto that day. So im scrolling down my facebook page, and i suddenly felt a pop, and then my trousers were soaked. Now i know what you're thinking, that doesnt sound good. So off to the hospital we went again. After an hour in triage and a lovely internal, they told me that my hind waters had broken, but not to be alarmed as they replenish themselves. Though becasue of this and the tightenings i might not make it past 24 weeks.
    
     Me and my husband spent everyday after that just hoping and praying for the best. 24 weeks arrived, and it felt like a huge milestone to us. Even if our baby did decide to come now, atleast we'd know it would still have a chance at life atleast. There was some hope there for us to cling on to. 
The pains continued, and i also started to suffer from SPD. I was in a lot of pain and looking after a 1yr old toddler at the same time. It wasnt easy, but i knew that i was doing this for my baby, and that everyday i was in pain, was another day added to our baby's life, and our hope. 

At 26 weeks we went for a 4D scan to see our little boy. Wow, this was one of the best experiences of my life, seeing his face and knowing he was still curled up safe inside me. It made me feel proud of my body, it was doing such an amazing job, And my little boy was too. At just 26 weeks he was already weighing in at 2lb 8oz! He was a fighter from the start. 

Weeks past, and we were still hanging on. WE got to 38 weeks!!! How amazing is that!!! i was taking pictures of my bump everyday, i was so inlove with my little boy. And my daughter loved her little brother too, she would come running over and kiss my belly and stroke it. I knew now my baby was ok, and we were going to meet this little miracle so soon.

At 38+2 i had a routine appointment the antinatel clinic. When we got there, they looked through my notes, and noticed i was still getting the tightenings, and id been in the hospital twice in the space of 4 weeks for demished fetal movement. They could tell my little boy wasn't liking it in thier anymore, so they offered me a sweep. I was seen by the head of the maternity department that day, and she told me:-
"He's obviously a very healthy little, or should i say big, baby from looking at your notes. What i can see is a very worried, and very sencible mum, who knows something isnt right, so i think we will try and help things along a little" 

I had a sweep there and then, and was told i was 3cm dilated, and that my baby could be born in the next few days. I was also sent for a growth scan that day too, where the sonagrapher said the same. The babies head was so far into my pelvis, she couldnt see it on the screen, and said id have my baby very soon.

I walked out of the hospital that day with the biggest smile on my face. 
   We waited 24 hours, no contractions..................and 48 hours, no contractions. The sweep didnt work.

   I saw my midwife at 39+4 where she gave me a second sweep, and i was still at 3cm dilated, It was a little frustrating knowing that all the walking and crazy bouncing on my ball didnt help, but i didnt mind, It meant i got to enjoy my pregnancy still. The second sweep didnt work either, so by this time, i am getting a little bothered.

40+1. Yep, i was in the overdue club!!! ahhhh, on one hand, it was lovely, on the other, all these signs and warnings, and now its time he doesnt want to know???  Turns out that night our little monkey decided to give us a scare again, and go silent for the third time! Back to the hospital. An hour on the monitor, his movements picked up, but his heart rate was looking unhappy. Not worryingly, but he was deffinatly fed up of all the tightenings. They told me to come back in tomorrow morning for an induction.
So again, i left the hospital feeling great, knowing i would meet my baby in the next 2 days atleast! And i went to bed feeling relaxed for once, but it didnt last long. 

4AM, i woke to contractions every 7 minutes, finally, is it happening??? seemed so. I called my parents and told them it was time, and they came round to watch our daughter for us. I called the triage and told them i was having contractions every 7 minutes and was due to be induced today. they told me to stay there until they got down to 5 minutes, and then to call back. A couple of contractions later, and i had to call back, I was told to make my way in. This was 6am. By time we got to the hospital i was having 4 minute contractions, and i was at 5cm dilated!!!! woop woop!! 

Then everything ground to a hault!

Nothing at all was happening, i was bouncing, i was walking up and down stairs, i even tried just relaxing, but nope. It had decided to give up on me.I would get the odd couple of contractions every hour, so the nurses put this down to practise labour. Even though i was at 5cm dilated, i wasnt progressing, and nothing was happing with my contractions. Great!! As i was so far dilated, they told me they were just going to break my waters. I was due to be induced today anyway, so why not. 

At 4pm we were escorted down to a labour room, this is it, its going to happen!!! The midwife made me feel so comfortable (except for stabbing a canular into my hand of course) I had my cd playing, and then at 4:25pm she broke my water. She told me to get up off the bed and walk around for a little bit. At the time my water was broken, it was as though i hadnt even been having contractions. nothing was happing.

But then it started!!

The midwife left to get the essentials, and bang, contractions and wanting to push straight away, my baby had had enough now, and he wasnt holding back, i was on my knees on the floor doing everything not to push, but i couldnt help it, my body was doing it anyway. The nurse came in, saw me on the floor and ran over, i shouted, im pushing, She got me up on the bed, and my sons head was out! Then one push later his body followed!! 

At 4:41pm, on the 22nd may 2011 my little boy was born weighing 8lb 10oz, 61cm long, and a head circumfrence of 40cm.

 

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Megan's Birth of Tyson-Izak

When I found out I was pregnant was a very BIG shock to me as I had had my period like normal for months,and a doctor told me I had gastro (obviously morning sickness) but had noticed weight gain etc but anyway went to the doctor she looked at me and said”Hmm ill be back in a minute” which I thought was strange, she returned into the room and asked me to lift my shirt she then placed this thing on my stomach and found a babys heart beat, with me thinking wtf, she said do you know what that is? I said NO she said it’s a babies heart beat, she continued to tell me that I was roughly 26-30weeks pregnant, I was very confused as I had done urine/blood tests prior... I had a ultrasound 2weeks later which I was so nervous about then found out I was 29weeks pregnant with a baby boy which I was very happy with.... another 3 weeks later I had my first midwife apointment, she came over checked heart beat and went through the normal forms and questions but she felt my stomach and was quite worried that my son was Breech, so we went to the hospital to wait for a scan, he was so close to being breech that they were ready to do a C-section if he didn’t change in the next 24hours, so I went home and rubbed my stomach and spoke to him (as crazy as it sounds) next day when I went to the hospital he had changed into normal position which I was so happy about.

 

The Next Few days me and my sons dad spoke about names, he liked Deklyn, Jarome, and all these strange names then I said no there stupid and I liked Tyson and pretty much decided on it, so his name was going to be Tyson Izak. The Following Week we went and did all our baby shopping and got everything as I was already behind. Then along Came 33 Weeks one night I was in the bedroom trying to make the room all dark because I was in so much pain I was crying my head felt like it was going to explode so my sons dad called up my midwife who said to come in, we got there and I was in so much pain they gave me panadol which did nothing, then gave me a shot to which made the pain go away thank god, and

 

Then at 34 weeks I went into hospital again with mild contractions once again they were able to stop them, 3days later I went into hospital with one of my appointments, they collected some urine which has 3 counts of protien in it, and I also had high blood preassure and dizziness so they decided to keep me in and induce me the following morning,

 

On August 26th 2008 at around 9.00am they walked me down to the birthing suite asked me how I slept I said not a wink and I said not at all as I was too excited about meeting my little man, They Broke my water and too there amazement I was already 2cm dialed, they put this thing on the top of his head to keep an eye on his heart beat,    My Midwife that delivered my son her name was Katie she was 7months pregnant, katie checked me at 10,30am and I was 6cm dialated, I asked the midwife if I could go in the bath, she agreed it was so relaxing closing my eyes and breathing in and out I kept falling asleep between each contration lucky for me my contractions werent painful at all, just felt like when you drive up a hill and your stomach drops. I Then got out of the bath got on the bed and laid there for a while, My midwife could see I was pushing and kept telling me to stop pushing cause my body wasn’t ready but I  couldn’t stop, I told her to check me she said there was no point because I wasn’t ready yet, then I felt like I needed to do a poo so got off the bed and went and sat on the toilet I was trying to do a poo but nothing was happening all of a sudden I felt a strange feeling and put my hand down there and could feel my sons head, I called on the midwife to come back into the room, she pulled out this chair thing that had a hole in it but I  couldn’t get that low to the ground, so I then climbed onto the bed with one leg on the bed and one leg hanging off the bed and pushed my beautiful son out in 1 push  the widwife didn’t even have enough time to catch him or get the dressing wear on, As soon as he was born they took him aside as he had the chord wrapped around his neck 4times was purple/blue and wasn’t breathing was limp and didn’t move at all, I was freaking out but thank god they were able to revive him shortly after.  Tyson-Izak Scott Born @ 12.55pm weighing in at 7pnd 12oz length 57cm head 38cm  not bad for a 35weeker  thank you all for reading my story sorry about the missing details, as it was 3years ago 

Sarah-Ann's Birth of Akirah-Lee

MY BIRTH STORY

I was young, had dropped out of high school only a few months prior to falling for my now fiancée. I had a low income full time job, wasn't going anywhere and wasn't thinking about where i could be heading. I met up with my brothers good mate from high school at his mothers wedding. I had known Matt for years, He had always been a crush of mine, that older, tall dark and mysterious guy that women are just drawn too, but i never thought id act on that due to the fact he is 4 years older than myself. I was 15 years old, We had started up a wonderful conversation around a bon fire after his mothers wedding, One thing led to another, we kissed and it was magical, and one thing had led to another and I had lost my virginity to him which I couldn't be more happy about, he respected me and cared for me, What more could I have asked? We were seeing each other constantly never a day apart. I was on the pill and that was our only form of contraception, little did i know that a large amount of alcohol may have effected the pill, I was unsure if i threw up and still to this day I don't remember.

2 months into our relationship, I was about to skip my period again for the 3rd month, but I thought, id see if my period will come as i had my brother and my mum joke about me being pregnant i constantly laughed off such a silly thing, but it was in the back of my mind. A few days passed, and nothing happened, my mum again said to me "I think your pregnant". To try and shut them up, i went and took a pregnancy test, to their surprise and my relief and confusion it was negative, no question about it. A few days passed I took another, and announced it was still negative. My period was then 8 days late, my mum wouldn't stop questioning if i was pregnant, so for a final time i did a pregnancy test, a slightly more expensive one and there they were within 2 minutes 2 strong pink lines clear as day. I was in shock i thought the test was faulty or something but i couldn't be pregnant i was so sure of myself.

I continued into my room hiding the test, I told my partner it didn't work, he was a little annoyed as these tests arn't cheap he ended up fighting the test out of my hands, I saw his face light up with happiness, and as the words "Im going to be a daddy" passed his lips, my whole world felt like it crashed and i just cried and cried. I had shared the news with my mother who wasn't in shock dispite my age, she suspected it just a gut feeling she had, and she knew we were having sex though it was protected these things happen. She went ahead and told my family for me.

My grandparents where the least supportive, being Catholics this was not right in any way, they made life hell for me for the 1st few months, I was very stressed but i had the support from my partner and my older brother and friends that made everything okay once again.

As the months went on, I wasn't as ashamed as I was to begin with, It hit me at my 8 week scan seeing that tiny little thing moving away with that precious beating heart, My love for my daughter, Grew from there and never once did i ever question my choice to keep my child. 

I continued to live with my mum as did my partner, we all thought our daughter was going to come early, I said the 8th, my mum and dad said the 15th, though my due date was the 22nd of june. 
I had previous pains from 32-36 weeks which ended me up in hospital to find out i was slowly dilating but nothing close to labour. But it was great to hear at 36 weeks when a nurse said to me after an internal, Announced i was 3-4cm dilated and she said "see you back in about 2 weeks to have a baby". 2 weeks 5days later. My Fiancée and I had been intimate, also in hopes it may speed things up a little because those annoying little tiny aches i had for the past 6 weeks was driving me insane! A few minutes after sex, I randomly felt nauseas, I bolted off to the toilet and had thrown up anything that may have been left in my stomach from that day, there was nothing left. I found that really odd, it was my 1st ever time feeling sick or throwing up in my entire pregnancy! i was blessed to have a perfect pregnancy complication free.

At 11:30pm (aprox) I crawled into my bed, and cuddled my lovely man to sleep. On June 14th at 7:30am on the dot i was rudely awoken with what i thought was another "pain" that had been coming and going for weeks and weeks. I couldn't seem to get back to sleep, Matt also woke up and went on to make coffee's for everyone, As he did that and chatted with my mum and her partner I proceeded to put a load of washing on and do some sweeping (nesting still) these "pains" had stopped me again and again, I was getting fed up i REALLY wanted to get some cleaning done, so i went and had a nice shower because they usually helped my pains, which it did, i got out and then as i got dressed i had another one, confused i jumped back in the shower, and again within a few minutes another pain hit me, they never had come in the shower before if i had put warm water over my belly or back. I got out, and quickly dressed myself and then tried to continue to sweep. 

Suddenly i dropped to the ground in pain, i couldn't move, i couldn't breath it was such a strong sharp pain i didn't expect it so suddenly. Matt came and helped me up and back onto our bed, where he rubbed my back and told me to relax and breath, Each contraction made me move around in weird ways, i ended up kinda on all 4's hugging a pillow with my bum up in the air swaying from side to side slowly, It must have looked rather funny, i could see my mum who tried to suppress a laugh standing at my door. It was about 8am by then, I then realised this is most likely labour, i should time the contractions, 4-5 mins apart lasting about 35-40 seconds, that was good news, they were pretty spot on. My mum had made me some toast and i had that and a coffee as i was starving from throwing up last night. A couple of hours passed, It was getting harder, and i couldn't get myself off my bed it hurt to much. My mum then went and called the hospital and spoke to the midwife on duty about 10:45am, my contractions where about 3mins apart lasting 50 seconds, so that was great they were getting closer, i was really excited though all i could do was grunt and moan in pain. 

11:15am, we arrive at the hospital, they attempted to put me in a wheel chair, sitting hurt so much i was arching my back in pain, getting up into the maternity ward seemed to take a life time. about 2 mins later we were up and i was in a room, they got me on the bed and checked me internally, 5cm dilated going good! they offered me some pain relief and at that stage i refused.

I tried the birthing ball, that hurt so much i gave up trying to bounce on it, but i found it a wonderful tool to lean over and rock on. I did that for a few hours, and the pain seemed to be getting worse, as the midwife on duty came in to check my blood pressure i asked for some gas and air, she happily set it up for me, tried to stay out of my way while she did her routine checks. My mum and Matt stayed by my side with each pain, each moan the just stayed there telling me how great i was doing. I was getting fed up, i wanted something else, the ball wasn't helping me then so a midwife then offered if i wanted to get into the shower? and that i could also have the gas and air in there too, my face lit up i jumped to the idea, quickly got naked and into the shower as i sat on a chair with the shower head just on my bump.

Matt sat on the toilet holding the gas up to me so i could take it as i needed. I wasn't aware of the time by then but it was starting to get a little darker, being winter my guess would have been about 2-3pm. I had my friend come in and say hi, (i had a towel over my chest so you couldn't see boobs, and my belly covered down there so i was decent)

I had some of my fiancée's family come through and see how i was doing, by that stage once i had that gas in me I was happily laughing and chatting away as if labour was nothing, I made little odd faces through contractions which i ended with a laugh it was wonderful, Matt was nervously eating and eating, we bought about 5 packs on noodle cup things in with us incase others got hungry, didn't take mat to polish them off.

After people said hello and then went to wait in the waiting room, i noticed that i wasn't getting so happy off the gas, even after being sneaky and turning up stronger it wasn't doing anything it numbed my body but not my cramps or belly, i could tell now something was going on.

Matt went to grab the midwife as the pain was just taking over, He tried to stay strong but ended up in tears, my mum came in to comfort him, he hated seeing me in so much pain and that he couldn't help stop it, My mum then stayed with me for the short time while Matt went to get the midwife. She came in put a sexy opened back hospital gown on me and back onto the bed, where my contractions then seemed only 1 min apart almost non stop, she had a bit of a shocked look on her face as she removed her fingers from doing an internal, She could see the pain was taking over, and that my body was ready to get this baby out.. Fighting the pain i then heard her say "sorry, your only 5 and a half centimetres." What?? I said, i didn't know how that was possible the pain was so strong, it was taking over my body i was sure she made a mistake. She then offered to break my waters, calmly explained that it will help me dilate quicker though warned that my contractions may become more intense and feel free to ask for pain relief if it is to much. 

at 4:45pm my waters were broken, a warm kinda thick water like feeling came out of me, it was a great little relief of pressure but almost instantly stronger pains then followed, they were on top of the other only after a few minutes, i tossed and turned and screamed, I felt really hot i needed to get cool i couldn't focus. I found out that my midwife's name was Bonny, she had been there from about the time i was in the shower onwards, She came in with nice cool face clothes and a nice cool drink of water for me, It helped a fair bit but i was so hot and bothered and in so much pain i was just fed up.

The pain was so strong i couldn't even get the chance to suck the gas to help, then I was convinced i needed to poo, my mum quickly got the midwife back, and i was yelling I NEED TO POO, i promise i will come back just let me go to the toilet and il come back. Bonny (midwife) Told me sorry but your not going anywhere honey, we need you to stay calm for a moment, she did an internal on me, and i was 10cm and ready to go, it was then 5:07pm only 22 minutes and i went from 5cm-10cm all thanks to my waters being broken.

I struggled to gain control of these over whelming contractions, the midwife then told me, when you need to push you push, just follow what your body tells you to do. 5:10pm, I got into control, i got into focus, i was hot, tired, in so much pain i put it all together and pushed down through it all, every bit of strength and determination i had i used and pushed. I let off a few grunts followed by a loud scream. A nurse then came in and told me to try and be quiet because i was scaring the other mums to be, At this stage i was NOT in the mood for anything, she broke my focus so i snapped back and said "Well the should have fucking thought of that before they got them self in this situation!"

Such effort to yell those words, i was angry she took my energy away from me just to shut some other women up, they will understand sooner or later. Every push i screamed every contraction i then lost control, My midwife said she could see my baby's head, i needed to push I needed to breath down and push because every time i yelled bubs head would go back in. I needed to get focused for my baby, i needed to get her out. I heard my midwife say very quietly "the baby's heart rate is dropping, she's getting stressed out" That was enough for me to get back into control, I pushed, and Pushed with every pain, pushed down and breathed slowly i felt a burn, i tried not to yell i pushed through it slowly, until i was told to stop and wait, the cord was around her neck, they easily got that off really quickly, i managed to hold back a push, then when i got the all clear with another big push She was out. "Time of birth: 17:17" I heard an assistant say.

What??!!  that was only 7 minutes!! it felt like hours and hours had gone past, but apparently it was only 7 minutes, and about 5 of them i was pushing for. I was amazing that i got her out so quickly, and that everything that had happened was all in 7 minutes. I was in a daze, getting light headed and felt like i was floating. After they cleared her airway, i closed my eyes as they placed this tiny little baby girl on my chest, i gently held her to me, I heard nothing, it was all silent, i didn't even hear her cry, i felt her though, i felt her heart beating against mine, her moving on my chest instead of my belly, i lay there, eyes closed taking it all in. I opened my eyes and looked at her, dark thin hair, deep blue eyes that melted my heart, she looked up at me, silent with an almost smile she shut her eyes, so calm and beautiful she was an angel.

In that time they got my placenta out, i didn't even feel it or notice them touching my belly massaging it down, But it was out and huge, i looked at it and wow, it was weird, It weighed in at 3.8kg!! Matt had then had a cuddle of her baby girl, she took to him right away looked up with a grin, I could see his heart melt at that moment. Bonny the lovely lady came over and said to my daughter.. "Well little princess, Looks like we share a birthday!" She had a big smile on her face, My daughter was the 1st baby she had delivered on her shift and the 1st one to share her birthday today. Bonny took her away to get her measured and weighed, the nurse came in and cleaned the bed up, there wasn't much blood at all, and my daughter was born really clean.

I went off to have a shower, i still couldn't believe she was out! I returned had something to eat, and then my little princess and I were put into a room for ourself's. I just sat holding her in my arms, i couldn't believe how we made this beautiful tiny girl, so innocence and pure.

Akirah-Lee.
Born 14th of june 2009, 
6lbs 11 oz (3.035kg) <-- Less than the placenta!
48.4cm long
dark hair and blue eyes 
9hrs 45mins of labour.

I still remember this as if it was yesterday, she's now a beautiful, cheeky, BLONDE (her hair turned lighter) toddler with a strong determined spirit and a heart of gold, she still melts me heart.
And she is going to be a big sister in August 2012. 

Having a child when i was 15/16 years old, was not in my plans, but i now have a reason to live, i have someone to live for. Becoming a parent is the most amazing experience, and im so glad i did everything i did. I may only be young, But I know ive done a great thing in life.

I have gone onto being a working mother, as well as studying, soon getting into the medical field, starting off at the bottem and working my way up. My life is amazing, And i have Akirah-Lee to thank for everything. My Future husband and I couldn't be prouder to be her parents. Its an experience i would do, time and time again. Any pain is worth that love, that feeling, the experience. I would do it all again in a heart beat.

Tiffany's Birth of Henley

On December 15th 2011 I was scheduled to be induced. I got to the hospital at 5:00 a.m, and at about 6:45 a.m I was actually induced. When they broke my water, I started having contrations. They were not very painful, and I thought it wasn't going to get much harder than that. Boy was I wrong!

The whole time I was laying there I was thinking how it probably wouldn't be as bad as everyone said it would be. But see, that's where I am wrong again. 

At about 9:00 a.m my contrations got closer together and a little more painful. Henley (the baby) seemed to be taking her time. By the time it was 1:00 p.m I was ready to start pushing. I couldn't, but I wanted to! At that time the contrations had got a lot harder to handle! But when 2:00 p.m came around I could REALLY start pushing. As the doctor got her stuff on, I couldn't help but cry. I just couldn't get a grip on the fact I was going to have a baby. When I started pushing I really could handle the pain more that I could the contrations. I wasn't one to scream or yell, I was calm.

At 2:48  p.m, I heard the best sound I have ever heard .It was the first breath of my daughter, Henley LeighAnn Holubec. She weighed a small 6 lbs 5 oz and measured 18 in. The first time I got to hold her was the most amazing moment in my life. This is what I had waited for for what seemed like an eternity. I had an unconditional love for her. I was a mommy, :)

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