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Who's In There?

Who's in There?



Once upon a time there was a baby in my belly!
God, that feels like a long time ago now, but it was only 8 weeks ago!
How does the time go so fast when you become a mum?!

I was lucky and wasn't too big considering I was at the end of my pregnancy. I was still walking the dogs (which I probably shouldn't have been), running up and down the stairs, tidying and hoovering like my life depended on it and to top it all off I had the mother of all colds!
My due date was five days away and I got my first pains, they kept me up all night, so I rang the delivery suite to be told it was probably false labor. I sat there thinking, how the heck am I supposed to know if it isn't false!
The next day the pains had subsided and I put my feet up and felt quite silly for ringing them. 

Three days from due date the pains returned and I was curled up on the sofa, Jamie (my other half) insisting I ring the delivery suite again. I certainly didn't want to do that again, the pains will just go away and I will feel stupid once again! So I went through the night, managed some sleep and the next day the pains were still there. So I rang them again (reluctantly), to be told I was not in enough pain as I could talk to them.... Well, if I couldn't talk to them then there wouldn't be much bloody use in a phone call would there!!! The next I know Jamie has the phone off of me and insisting a midwife come around and examine me. 
One hour later I am sat on my sofa, feet up again thinking "Ah the pains not too bad I feel really stupid now that the midwife has arrived!!!" 
Midwife - "How are you feeling then?"
Stupid me - "Not too bad actually"
Midwife - "Well I wouldn't say you are in labor, but I can examine you if it would make you relax knowing you aren't?"
Stupid me - *Having someone examine me there.... wouldn't exactly call that relaxing!* "Umm, okay I suppose"
5 minutes later and it turns out I am 5 centimeters dilated and she is ringing the delivery suite to let them know I will be on my way in the next hour!
Well I wasn't expecting that! 
And so it begins!
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  1. Unknown1 August 2017 at 02:50

    I remember my time too , as clear as day. The pain and the waiting .. Wonderful read

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    1. Unknown9 August 2017 at 13:56

      Yes, I don't think I will ever look back and think - actually that wasn't too bad.... because it was!

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