10-3-2009 - updating you all and birth story..

My mood while writing this blog: thrilled

hi everyone .. well its been nearly 7 weeks since baby alfie came squaking into the world like a tornado and hes been a perfect little cheeky baby so far.

birth story went along the lines of .... 'add plinky plonky dream music and a faraway look to my eyes'

there was a traffic jam on the way to hospital due to black ice.. i ran up the car park barging by the other planned section out the way to ring the doorbell first and therefore be booked and taken to theatre before her..i did actually make scott run by her in the corridor, how rude of me!

the section was amazing beginning with me really panicing about getting the spinal on my own but the 'spinal dude' ( cant spell aneiethitisskskskkttt or whatever) and the nurses just being so kind.. as soon as that took effect my whole body relaxed into the experience. They popped the catheter in the doc did something that made it burst my wee wee all over two nurses and the docs face - they tried to tell me it was just water but i knew differently!!!

scott came in and sat next to me and they began.. i started to cry quietly "the're cutting me the're cutting me" scott paniced and said can you feel it and i wept "no" and we both laughed .. i could hear no slurply squishy noises which was what i was terrified of - just the docs casually chatting to me. The spinal doc was so kind as well chatting to me and distracting me but when they started to really push down on me scott put his forehead on mine and him just breathing on me was so relaxing and made it really nice and peaceful.

the peace was broken by someone saying here comes baby - i felt a push and a rumble and the baby SCREAMED... i mean screamed as in a 'you f*^&%ers better put me back in there' scream - he just wouldnt calm down ..

scott was desperate to see the baby but he couldnt walk past the table unless he wanted to meet my insides.. It took ages for them to say what sex the baby was but suddenly they went 'oh sorry its a baby boy' and the spinl dude went over and saud hes a cracker and then took out camera so we could have a wee first glance.. we were so excited to have a boy and scott was thrilled to have a son

the pic of the baby was somewhat questionable.. me and scott were looking at each other going 'yeah cute' but secretly thinking EEEEEEEKKKKKKK

anyway they cleaned him up and fred the spinal dude (we were on first name terms now) brought him over and handed him to me - he cried and cried - then cried harder when i introduced myself.. he had tiny tiny little features and a perfect little round head - then for some bizarre reason my arm went agony and they had to take the baby off me - fred held him for ages saying he was a really lovely baby before realising scott hadnt held his brand new baby boy. scott instantly fell in love

took a while for me to be stitched back together my consultant being extra careful as i was so worried about the scars appearance. i was wheeled to recovery and scott forgot the baby and left him in theatre - he was shouted back to take him it was really funny. in recovery i had a bad reaction the morphine so had it stripped out my system.

hospital recovery was hard but nice at the same time i was given a huge room and taken care of really well - it was really painful.. more painful than i ever thought - im sure morphine would have made for a better recovery but i wasnt allowed any more..

baby was in special care for 12 hours due to his wee lungs having fluid - he grunted and struggled with breathing for a while.. it was weird sitting there post delivery with no baby to hold he was two floors away all hooked up to monitors and had a feeding tube.. i never got to really hold him or even see him properly for 10 hours -i was eventually taken down to scbu where the first attempt at feeding was terrible and i thought i wasnt going to be able to breastfeed him. At that time it was a small price to pay for such a lovely pregnancy and 'birth' experience. however he was brought to me aftermidnight was bathed and latched like a leech and been stuck there ever since!!!

the home recovery in the last 6 and a bit weeks has been tough as well.. i had horriffic post delivery odema ( yeah thatnks for the warning ladies NOT) and left the hospital fatter than when i went in.. oh and ive gained weight by not being able to get about and sitting on my bum eating chocolates..oh and jeeezo i will never take another co-codamol again... i was having night terrors thinking scott was a burgler - you know those dreams where you scream but nothing comes out.. well the scream came out - i officially hate my neighbours - i could have been being murdered and not one fooker came to save me!! just as well it WAS only scott - i had to stop taking them and oh how i suffered. (and so did he with my bitchiness)

we took nearly two weeks to name the baby, but hes called Alfie Alexander Kenneth Letham he was 7lbs 15 and 19 inches long - had i went to term he would again have been a 10lber.. hes a wee joy too look after .

breastfeeding has been a breeze after the initial pantwettingly painful bleeding nipples.. but alfies coordination leaves a lot to be desired and he like a good suck, choke, cough, sneeze before latching on again ( you can add smile to that list from yesterday)

the washable nappies are easy and not a problem either - although his bum looks massive under his wee clothes!

my wound has healed a bit iffy so along with my foof type reconstuction from my first birth - im getting it all fixed at the one time - in about 6-8 weeks - i'll be able to close the door on harry's birth, and pretty much live happily ever after...

roll the credits................

seriously though thanks to everyone thats read my story listened to my fears and generally kickd my arse into touch when i paniced i cant believe i got though it, that it went so fast and that i already miss it so much..i want to thank scotty boy for knocking me up at the right time and being pretty wonderful to pregnant me and an amazing daddy - i never thought he would be so good with the baby, thank you to harry for being a fab big brother.. poor kid needs a haircut like there is no tomorro but doesnt moan while he has to sport the crazy whiteboy 'fro he has!!

special mentions to heather 'the hetibelle' from burgerland for being ace and izzie the 'fizzylizzy' from warrington both of you i couldnt have done this without and cant wait to meet with one fine day... ans kanojoca the canadian - (who at the mo after 24 hours of painful labour is having a section) - i hope shes ok and i get some news soon!!!! we willhave a fab summer together with our new families!

final 'jeremy kyle' thought...

Had anyone asked me after harry if i would do it again, i would have shot laser beams out my eyes then spouted a barrage of expletives for being so stupid. i may even have got violent

If anyone asked me if i would do it again now.. my answer would be yes, in a heatbeat - i hope i get that lucky and try for a wee girl one day..

thankyou i am pregnant for the support and saving my sanity

xx