Sleep is for the weak..

Griff has been part of our family for a month. It’s been a whirlwind of dirty nappies, sleepless nights and lots of fun.

Before Griff arrived I did wonder how Rudi and I would cope with another human being joining us. I needn’t have worried at all, Griff slotted right in and its like he was always part of our party. I guess he has been for the last nine months and probably got in the way more in my stomach than he does now.

The sleepless nights are tough again, but this time I know they won’t last forever, even though Rudi still doesn’t sleep through.

I have a few more lines on my face, a shade darker under my eyes, and a belly that will never be the same but I am so thankful to have two beautiful boys (I might be a bit biased).

If you haven’t already met them, please come and visit soon! The spare room is ready!

Griff Tomos Pco Martin

Well, he’s finally arrived, I have been pregnant all year and it was worth every kick in the ribs, every nerve pain in my leg, and every extra stretch mark.

My waters decided to break in Aldi’s on Wednesday, I calmly carried on shopping, crossed my legs and paid for my milk. Nothing happened, we went up the hospital and they confirmed it was my waters and I hadn’t just peed myself..

Being admitted the next day wasn’t much fun, my contractions started at about 2pm I spent most of the day chatting to ‘Lily’ in the bed opposite and trying to score more than just paracetamol and codeine. (which I failed miserably on)

1.30am my contractions really started, not to cause a fuss, I just paced the halls until a midwife took pity on me and offered me an examination, I was 4cm, enough for some gas and air. She put me in a side room all on my own and 3 hours later came back. They had a room for me on labour ward, and to go get my stuff. Standing by my bed at 4.30am and no sign of the midwife was probably my lowest point, I was 7cm and trying to gather my belongings, I was sure Lily would have to deliver my baby there and then. Walked to the labour ward, and begged for an epidural, I would have had one nine months ago if I was offered.. eventually at 6.30am it came, but it was too late, it didn’t work.

Ring of fire? No one needs to feel that.

However, baby Griff made his appearance 14 minutes after I text Ross saying ‘I’m pushing!’ it was quick, too quick as Ross came rushing in 8 minutes later.

We had to stay in hospital for 48 hours after the birth as my waters had gone for so long, and at 3am every morning they would take Griff and administer antibiotics and sometimes they would keep him if he was settled till 5 or 6am so I could sleep. Anyway at about 10.30pm one evening, I happened to mention this to a lady on my ward, and before I had made it back to my bed which was 6 steps away she was on the phone to the midwife and I overhear her saying ‘I just CANT sleep, please can you come take him away for a few hours!?!’ … it was only 10.30pm and she had only had him that day! it did make me laugh. They came and took him for her, poor woman I do wonder how she’ll cope!

Griff has settled in well, Rudi loves him, he has completed my family. I am surrounded by men but I love it.

Welcome to the family Griff. x

Final countdown..

It’s gone from the eggs go off on my due date, to the yogurt, ham, coleslaw, and now finally it’s the milk.

Thoughts of childbirth have started to rear their ugly head, I was blissfully ignorant the first time, now I know, now I know just how much it hurts. I don’t know whether it was better to not know, to think that I had a ‘high pain threshold’ and that millions and millions of women have gone through it and I haven’t heard that many horror stories. The truth of it was, it was worse than I could have ever imagined and it’s almost time to relive it all over again. Even though it’s really that bad, I am so excited and ready to meet another member of my family that I am actually looking forward to the pain because I know that the baby will be here soon.

So this is it, I have practiced my ‘birth face’, packed my bag, and ready to go..

Let’s meet this little person.

3 weeks and counting…

Yesterday I found myself cleaning the microwave, polishing the telephone, toaster, kettle, door handles and scrubbing the floor on all fours. I think Ross will agree to have 16 kids if this continues. I mean who in their right mind polishes their bathroom taps & shower head? I didn’t have this urge with Rudi, or I might have but I managed to suppress it.

This has to mean just one thing, the new baby is almost here!

We are really excited to meet the newest member, it won’t be long before the baby is here, though I am perfectly happy at the moment for the baby to stay in as long as possible, as I am just getting used to having my sleep back.

I will be sure to post as soon as I can, but right now I have a fridge that needs cleaning….

Rudi’s hospital visit.

The day finally came this week for Rudi to have his operation. I have been dreading this day since he turned 12 months, I had read that the chances of his eye clearing up on its own after a year were very slim and an operation would be inevitable. 

The operation was successful, and Rudi’s eye is perfect and no longer watery and infected constantly. 

I have to say that the efficiency and service of the staff at the hospital was amazing, even when the doctor asked me how I was, and I explained I was doing ok, tired from worry, having a breech baby, breathlessness, anaemia, looking forward to finishing work soon, belly was a bit itchy as its grown so much, and when I stopped talking to take a breath and looked at his face, I instantly realised he didn’t ask me how I was, he asked me how Rudi was, but he didn’t say anything just smiled at me nicely. 

So finally its all over and Rudi was so brave, well behaved and is absolutely fine.