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Suprise Baby
My surprise birth story:
i woke up on the morning of the 19 of june 10 with what i thought were stomach pains.. They were so bad i was on all fours on the bed or laying on the bathroom floor to get comfortable. I begged my bf to call me an ambulance. I swear they took their time to come to me lol.. One look and they asked me if i was pregnant. I said no.. I got taken to the Lyell McEwin Emergency department by ambulance. When we arrived i could no longer walk, luckily there was a trolley in the hall, i climbed on and wouldnt get off. The nurse examined me and went and got a doctor. He came in and told me i was pregnant, i was in shock! Next thing my waters break, i had no idea what was happening i called out to the nurse 'what was that?' she looked and raced off. 2 seconds later im being raced to the Labour ward, there is 5 people waiting for me in the hall. I get in there and start pushing, 27 minutes later i gave birth to my beautiful daughter! Born at 1:52pm weighing 5 pound 10. I had no idea i was even pregnant, 5 hours earlier my labour started and i didnt even know. I didnt put on any weight throughout my pregnancy and didnt feel any movement, the doctor said she must have been sitting right back. The head doctor loved telling his colleagues this story, everyone was amazed. Thank god my girl is so healthy, i drank all the way through it. She is definately my little angel, im so lucky to have her :)
The story of Pippa
After years of wanting a child and only a few months of trying I fell pregnant with my beautiful daughter Pippa. At 12 weeks I had a bit of spot bleeding and totally freaked out as I had miscarried a few months earlier and was worried that it was happening again. I went to the ob and had my first of many ultrasounds and was told that everything was fine. I was so relieved so when the next time I bled I wasn't fussed but thought that I better call the ob just in case. I had another ultrasound but this time was told that I had placenta previa and vasa previa and that I had to take it easy and wasn't allowed to bend or lift...as I worked in Childcare this was to prove hard at work, (luckily I work with some amazing people who were very supportive.)
By 20 weeks I had already had several ultrasounds and although I felt blessed to be seeing so much of my little girl I was becoming concerned about what the doctors where saying.First I was told that I would have to have a caesar and although I didn't have any expectations of my birth, having a caesar was not what I had in mind and then I was told that the placenta looked like it was growing into my bladder and that they may have to remove some of my bladder and that I would have to have a catheter and that I would have to have a hysterectomy.
My ob booked a specialist doctor who removes cancer from organs and whilst my ob delivered my baby the specialist would try to remove the placenta. I was booked in the intensive care ward just in case things were to go wrong. Although I was devistated I remained so calm during the entire pregnancy as I only had my babies best interest at heart and didn't want to pass on any anxiety to her.
At 30 weeks I was admitted to hospital and was to see out the rest of my pregnancy from my room which overlooked the roof tops of East Melbourne. As the due date drew closer the news got better. The placenta was not growing through my bladder and it was looking like they would be able to deliver me in the maternity ward but under a general just in case.
After constant monitoring, I was able to hold off untill I was 37 weeks. On 22nd April I signed the papers to agree that the ob could do a hysterectomy if needed and I went under a general anaesthetic. My daughter was delivered successfully and my placenta was removed without a hitch, (It was all the way across my cervix and 16cm up the side of my uterus.). I lost alot of blood and had to have a blood transfusion but was lucky enough to be able to keep my uterus.
It was the best case scenario for the worst case scenario. Meanwhile my partner was anxiously awaiting the news of both the birth and the outcome of the delivery but just to throw another spanner in the works, as the ped was about to take our daughter to meet her daddy, he noticed her going blue and realised that she had stopped breathing and that her heart had stopped and had to administer CPR to her.
After an at risk pregnancy, Pippa was delivered in a planned ceaser at 37 weeks and weighed 2.5kgs. The delivery was successful and the paediatrician was happy enough to introduce her to her daddy who was anxiously waiting outside the theatre, (he was not able to be there due to possible complications during the delivery.) Just as the paediatrician was about to take Pippa out to meet her daddy, he noticed that she was blue and realised that she had stopped breathing and that her heart had stopped. He then administered CPR and Pippa was placed in an incubator in ICU. After only a week in ICU we were given the o.k. to take her home. Her first month was a strict routine of nappy change, feeding and being held for one hour and then sleeping for three. As Pippa was born without a sucking reflex and was so tiny our main goal for the first month was for her to gain weight.
During Pippa’s 2nd month, her sucking reflex was growing stronger so I was able to slowly introduce breast feeding and ease back on the formula. She was such a happy, easy going baby and we felt so lucky to have her. She was so small that the only clothes that we could buy for her were 00000 jumpsuits. Lucky for us we know heaps of knitters and they generously knitted her heaps of cardigans. She loved tummy time, slept well and although we struggled to get her to feed, I felt that she was the perfect baby.
In Pippa’s third month she had a developmental growth spurt and at 9 weeks surprised us by rolling from front to back and also began to laugh hysterically…mainly at things that her daddy did. I was now able to BF her three times a day and as her sucking reflex became stronger her bottle feeding continued to get better. As she had gained enough weight we decided to drop her strict routine and began to follow her cues instead. Her favourite toys were rings and she loved the song “there’s a light.” From Rocky Horror Picture Show. During this time she also rewarded us by sleeping through the night for between 12-14hrs.
In Pippa’s 4th month she began playing with her hands lots and discovered her feet and knees. Her favourite toy became Polly the Dolly, as seen in the picture and she spent a lot of her time smiling and laughing. Although she didn’t babble much during her play she would babble heaps just before she needed to sleep so it was a perfect cue for us to know that she was ready for bed. I was now Breast feeding her for 50% of her feeds and although she was still taking a long time to BF, she was taking to the bottle like a professional.
In Pippa’s 5th month she began swimming lessons and absolutely loved it. She had always enjoyed her baths so it didn’t surprise us as to how relaxed she was in the pool. She also learnt how to rock from side to side whilst on her back by holding onto her feet and was now able to pick up objects with ease and pass them from hand to hand. During this time she began hissing or making a gargle noise when she was happy and was doing lots of raspberries. When she was not happy she would make a grunting noise but would very rarely cry. By 5 ½ months Pippa was now able to roll from front to back and back to front and was able to sit with only a little bit of support. We also introduced solids to her at 5 ½ months and she absolutely loved it. Her first meal was farax.
At 6 months, Pippa was rolling around everywhere and was able to independently feed herself with a sipper cup. She also learnt to sit independently and how to click her tongue. She continued to love, love, love the bath and swimming and Row, row row your boat. By this stage she was exploring everything through her mouth and loved chewing on teething rings. She began to show an interest in all mowtown music and sat through the entire production of ‘The Wiz’ sleeping during interval and only loosing interest in the final 5 mins. She also loved Galumph and would laugh every time I sang it to her. Her weeks were becoming busy with playgroup on a Monday, Mother Goose on Thursdays and swimming lessons on Fridays. We spent a lot of time having play dates and also bought her a pair of ear muff so that she could come along to gigs with us.
During Pippa’s 7th month she began commando crawling and finally started to babble lots during her play and not just when she was tired. She experimented with the sounds mum, da, dat, bubble and yeah. She also learnt how to clap and would take it in turns to make noises and clap. She loved rough play, being tipped upside down and thrown into the air, (safely of course.) She still favoured bottle feeding over BF or solids but was happy to feed any way. During this time Pippa stopped being the perfect sleeper and began to wake on random nights but would simply feed and then go back to sleep and would sleep for around 10 hours each night. Although very happy, she was also very serious and would study everything, everyone and anything in between.
In Pippa’s 8th month she began crawling on her hands and knees and was able to get into sitting position without any assistance. She was now able to pull herself up onto furniture. She had her first christmas and quickly learnt the art of unwrapping presents. During this time she also learnt how to smile at the camera and wanted to check the photo after each one was taken… they start young these days. She showed a keen interest in her musical instruments in particular the percussion instruments and loved playing on the swing and trampoline. At 8 ½ months Pippa began to walk with the assistance of a ride on walker or pusher and cut her first two teeth, (bottom.) She also had her first fever which was heart breaking. She pulled her first ever all nighter and I counted my blessings as to how lucky we were that up untill then she had been a good night sleeper.
In Pippa’s 9th month she began to wave to people when they said hello and goodbye. She also began cruising around the furniture. She had her first beach experience and much to our surprise she didn’t like it at all. We also had the pleasure of experiencing the first signs of a tantrum. When she wouldn’t get her own way or didn’t want to do something, she would arch her back and squeal. Her words now included, Mum, Dad, Uh oh, hello, (during babbling,) up and duck.
When she finished eating, she would ake her bib off and say, “up.” Towards the end of the month Pippa started to master standing independently and her favourite toys were her ride on toys, her musical instruments and empty tissue boxes.
At 10 months Pippa did her first finger painting and took her first steps.During this time she began her obsession with opening and closing cupboard doors which at 15mths she still has and loved to be chased or to chase other children. She continued to love her musical instruments and learnt to strum her Ukulele rather than just plucking the strings. She cut her top two teeth and liked to crawl around pushing large objects such as boxes.
In Pippa’s 11th month she was walking up to eight steps at a time, was cruising around anything and everything and getting really quick with her crawling.
Her words now included ‘Done’ = don’t, ‘dop’ = stop, ta = thank you, yay, wee and ooh.
During this time Pippa became a mad climber and would fearlessly climb on anything and everything. She continued her love for her musical instruments, swimming and bath time. She loved playing with her stacking cups and loved knocking down block towers. Towards the end of the month Pippa started to walk around on her knees, it was as though she was over crawling and walking was too hard so this became her new way of getting around.
At 12 months Pippa was walking a lot more confidently but still preferred to get around walking on her knees. She added the words ‘ish ish’ = finished, hello hi, see oh ater’ = see you later, ‘yup’ = yes and ‘now’ = no. Pippa began to sing although it sounded more like a winging humming type noise. Her favourite songs were ‘Old MacDonald and ‘Twinkle twinkle little star.’ During this time she also stared to show an interest in reading and her two favourite books were Goodnight Moon and Dear Zoo. Her favourite toy was a plastic snake which also doubled as a great teething tool. Pippa shares her birthday with her Nana who we call hoot ‘n’ Annie so they had a shared birthday on her actual birthday and then on the weekend we had a party at my favourite pub and invited all of the people that had been involved in Pippa’s first year.
I still find it amazing to be a mum and feel like I am the luckiest person alive.
Mum's Journey:
My Pregnancy Journey
Why did I do this to myself again? Honestly. The nausea, cankles, double chin, aching feet the whole kit and caboodle. Then I answer my own question, i didnt do this to myself, my husband did it to me! And i remind himeveryday ;) I was told when I was younger that I may never be able to have children. After numerous smears, colposcopies, cone biopsies and Lletz procedures my cervix is almost non existent. After the successful pregnancy with my daughter it took 3 and a half years before I was open to having another child. This time the sex of our baby would be a surprise.
Like my first pregnancy I had a cervical suture put in at 14 weeks and was told no heavy lifting or excercise. This time my cervix was that badly
damaged the stitch was put in as best as it could be with hope I would make it to 26 weeks. I moved from Adelaide to Brisbane at 26 weeks, and met a whole new team of doctors who were very positive they would assist me and my baby making it to 37+5 and then having an elective c section. With obstetrician appointments every two weeks WE did it. My gorgeous son was delivered by planned caeserian section weighing 6 pound 6 ounces, the weight my 4 yr old daughter predicted, 50cm long and absolutely perfect. After convincing myself for 9 months i was going to be having a girl the surprise aspect was definately ecerything Id hoped for and more.
Now the fun begins.......
Coming home with my baby boy and his first month :)
I had the c section on Tuesday morning, my son was born @ 10.19am, I was holding him and cuddling him minutes later and by 10.35am he was looking for a feed. With my daughter I wasnt able to breastfeed, I had a Post Partum Hemmorage and my uterus was acting like a sponge when my nipples were being stimulated and the blood just wouldnt stop, to this day the doctors still dont know why which is why we opted for an elective c section. This time I wanted to try, like really try.We called our midwife over and asked her to help me latch him for the first time, on he went, and he fed. He fed the whole time we were in theatre while I was being stitched up, then my husband carried him out while they wheeled me to recovery and he fed again, then my husband carried him up to the ward and he fed again and then he fed again and again and again.... wow breatfeeding is HARD work!
My beautiful son came home on the thursday afternoon, my daughter was at kindy, my mother was here to greet us. My daughter was born 4 days before my 21st birthday, I was lazy, when she cried at night I got up gave her a bottle and put her in bed with me. She is now 4 and only in the last few days has she started sleeping in her room, we had to move our bedroom the rumpus which is next to her room, this time I was DETERMINED to have my son sleeping in his bed and NOT OURS! That first night was hard, he was still waking every 4 hours for a feed, but I know it could have been worse, and for some reason I just got up, I didnt whinge I didnt sook about being tired I had a responsibility and I did it. This time was different. I think being my second child and being older and wiser it just came a lot easier and more naturally. But my husband on the other hand..... 'babe can I please just cuddle him tonight in bed?' NO 'babe can I please please just snuggle him to sleep?' NO 'babe can I go wake him and cuddle him?"
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
My husband didnt like me much those first few weeks :)
When I was pregnant I read Save our Sleep, yes the most controversial book mums can talk about, and I was sold on the idea of routine. I had it all mapped out, I would tell my hubby what was going to happen at what time each day, I started telling him our routine when I was about 5 months pregnant, it went in one ear and out the other.... When push came to shove though I couldnt do it, we were either out when it was nap time, he wasnt hungry when it was feed time and he didnt want to go to bed at bed time. So we changed it up. We fed him when he was hungry, we let him sleep when he was tired and he went to bed when he looked like he was ready to go to bed. He made his own routine when we allowed him to do this and by 3 weeks old he was only waking once a night. We definately lucked out with this little sleeper!!
I learnt a LOT this first month, no matter how prepared I was, no matter how ready I was, no matter how determined I was with my sons routine THINGS CHANGE. As long as Im happy, my baby boy is happy, my husband is happy and my daughter is happy then we'll be fine. Or will we???
.... Until next month xoxo
Janelle's journey
Hi Mummies and Mums to be, here is the latest addition of pregnancy and the city... haha. My names Janelle and im currently 38 weeks pregnant. As this is my first pregnancy and I thought " oh yeah, this is going to be easy", ill have a blossoming pregnancy glow, a beautiful baby bump etc etc... but what they don’t tell you is your hooters get sore and for me leaked from 20 weeks, its takes me about 4 attempts to roll over in bed and im surrounded by 5 pillows (once im comfy, im usually puffed out... ha!), you start to woddle from having a big belly, your usual nice skinny ankle become kankles, and have your days when nothing fits and/or your belly hangs out... but dont let me scare you!! All throughout my pregnancy i have looked forward to each scan and doctors appointment. Seeing our little monkey ( found out at 29 weeks we were having a boy) moving around and sucking his thumb was awesome and the pictures that u get to take home and brag about is totally kool. The feeling of your first movement is something that u cant really describe (especially to your hubby) But ill got back to the very beginning.... we found out we were pregnant an exact week before getting married (what a great wedding gift to us), i was 3 weeks pregnant. At 6 weeks and 3 days i had a little scare because i started bleeding, i was rushed straight to hospital and were told we could have had a miscarrage, i was a total mess and to make matters worse we had to wait the whole weekend until monday to have a scan (the longest weekend of my life).
At 20 weeks my blossoming glow came in, and our little didnt look like you had just been a pig and had too much to eat. i started showing it off all the time, at 29 weeks we found out the sew ("its a boy!!"). The scan lady says " you bubba as 3 legs", and because i had baby brain (which im sure you ladies know what im talking about), "why would my baby have 3 legg????........oh!!!. 33 weeks - im getting fatter, 36 weeks - im becoming huge and over it, 38 weeks - im massive and thats it... ive had enough.
And here i am today writting these couple of paragraphs, which by the way has taking me a couple of hours (because of baby brain) and my kankles up...haha!!!
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