Being a mother now I thought it was only appropriate to poor my heart out and tell you all about the wonderful journey I have experienced so far with my Vincent.
I’m going to start way, way back (it feels like an eternity ago) with the labor and birth of sweet Vinnie boy. I’m glad I am writing about this now, it’s a more sustainable approach, using way less tissues than I would in the first few weeks, where almost anything and everything makes you cry.
On Wednesday 1st March 10pm my waters broke! I was in the whale phase of pregnancy where I was struggling to move (snail pace), but Ryan and I took a decent walk around the block that night after dinner at 8ish. Being first time parents and not really reading the books or going to birth classes, we rushed straight to the hospital around 11pm. The doctor did a check and I was only 1cm dilated, now begins the longest waiting game of my life! We went back home, tried to sleep and came back the next morning as requested at 8am. Still 1 cm dilated!! Fast forward to 5pm 2nd March still waiting with contractions far apart and still 1cm dilated. The doc suggested I get induced to speed up the process, so we did and then some serious pain begin! I lasted about 2 hours before getting an epidural and feeling some relief! By 10pm (24hours later) I was still 1cm dilated.. It felt like it was never going to change. 2am 3rd March I was finally seeing some light and was 3cm. By 5am I had a quick turn around and was 8cm. By 7am we were pushing… ahh the pushing!!! The last half hour was a blur, the epidural had been turned right down and I could feel the contractions and was pushing but Vinnie wasn’t budging much, he was comfortable in my big cocoon of a belly. With some magic from the doctors, support of Ryan and some serious pushing Vinnie entered the world at 8.18am Friday (the best day of the week, always!) morning.
I would do the whole thing again to have that moment of holding your baby for the first time in your arms
Those first few weeks at home I was fueled by adrenaline. I had prepared mentally for the lack of sleep, but I hadn’t prepared for how much your body needs to recover after having a baby. To give you an insight, walking those first few days had me in agony consuming strong pain killers and sitting on icepacks, all the while trying to nurse your baby. I felt so empowered (still do) those first few weeks. I could not believe how amazing my body was to create life and then birth it straight out of me. I would look around and remember that millions of women do this all over the world and basically came to the conclusion that women are the absolute shit! Thank you Beyoncé for singing it loud and proud “Who runs the world, Girls”.
As the weeks go on not only does Vinnie grow, I do as his mother. You feel more confident, you listen to your intuition, your routine naturally starts and you just grow more and more in love with this wonderful new life in front of you. Don’t get me wrong it’s hard work too; people (other parents) are not lying, but it is a labor of love!
Ever since holding Vinnie in my arms, I have been head over heals. Everyday between all the thousands of kisses and cuddles, I look at him and I am filled with so much gratitude that he is in my life and that I get to be a Mum.
Instead of telling you about his last 14 weeks I’m going to put some of the billion photos I take of him everyday to use. <3
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