When it comes to pregnancy and labour there are so many different old wives tales and “facts” (half of which are actually bullshit) but when it comes to having a baby even the second time around you want to be as prepared as you possibly can. The fact that i’d already had a baby made me think the second time around would be easier.
Again i was lucky when it comes to my pregnancy i was sick once and that was it, so yet again i had daggers off all the mothers that couldn’t move too far away from the toilet because they knew they would need it very soon. Although i did suffer a lot more with this pregnancy i had terrible pelvic girdle pain towards the end, i struggled to walk properly and the doctors were useless i was on the waiting list to see a physiotherapist, do you think i ever saw one? No i did not. You’d think that there only being 14 months between our two kids everything would stay fresh in your memory but i constantly kept thinking am i forgetting anything for the babies arrival? the thing is because we already had the essentials like a Moses basket and steriliser, we kept any nappies as soon as aria moved up a size, we started buying unisex baby grows for aria so we could also keep it for baby Phillips once she had outgrew them, we barely had to buy a thing but i still kept worrying about forgetting things.
So my due date came and went, aria was 3 days early and id read somewhere your second is supposed to come early (first load of bull i came across) Finley actually came a week late! I had contractions for about two days on and off. Its hard to remember all the facts with Finley everything is such a blur. All i really remember about the contractions were they was A LOT stronger than what i felt on aria and we actually timed them this time we didn’t want to get sent home like we did with aria so we stayed home and tried getting on with day to day things, the time finally came when i just couldn’t bare the pain any longer and i felt we had to go to the hospital ( it was much easier with aria because my waters had broken so i knew something was happening) i was in absolute agony and was struggling to walk each contraction got worse, the midwife checked me and said the words i dreaded “the contractions aren’t regular enough so you can either go home or go for a little walk and hope they get regular” so we chose to go for a walk, there was no way i was going home without my baby, i was in to much pain. She also tried inducing me because i was due to come back to the hospital the following day to be induced anyway.
After about a hour of walking and a stop in the canteen we went back to our room and i got checked again. You guessed it my contractions were still irregular, great! so we got sent home, i remember the midwives actual words to us when she sent us home.
Your contractions are still irregular so we are happy for you to go home, people tend to get things moving a lot quicker in their own home where they are more comfortable, come back down if you feel like you cant cope any more or if your contractions become regular and don’t worry the chances of you not making it to the hospital are very slim to none, there’s no way your labour is going to progress that quickly in my opinion.
Boy was she wrong…
We arrived home slightly disheartened and the contractions had been so intense that they had just completely drained me so i went up to bed and tried to nap i think i managed about half hour before i was in excruciating pain again, i texted Dan from upstairs and told him to put the bath on for me, i hoped it would ease the pain but i didn’t even manage to get in it i came downstairs and i couldn’t even sit on the sofa properly so we decided to head back down to the hospital, we had to wait for a lift though as Dan’s dad was working and couldn’t come back out of work to take us to the hospital for the second time that day. It took us a while to get me dressed anyway so it didn’t matter too much. We got in the car and was on our way Dan had to squeeze in between two car seats in our sister in laws car, she had to bring the kids with her, they had to keep covering their ears every time i had a contraction because i was screaming so much. Oscar was crying every time bless him (sorry buddy) we was nearly at the hospital and i remember saying “i feel like i’m pushing, i can’t stop” i tried my hardest but he was ready to come! we turned up at the hospital and i was screaming so much (like the mothers you see on one born every minute) that midwives just about to start their shift came running down the hill to help me, there was random people waiting to go home running to help me and someone came down from the delivery ward two stories up with a wheelchair because i was so loud, its quite nice really how people helped me even when they didn’t know me, thank you.
They got me into a room and told me i had to get on the bed, what? excuse me! I cant move i feel like the baby is halfway out!! Are they mad? anyway i managed to get on the bed with help from a lot of people! They gave me gas and air i had one puff but it was too late i was too far into labour to feel the benefits so i didn’t use it again after a few pushes he was here our prefect little boy, after only 8 minutes of pushing in the hospital he was here! I remember the midwife from earlier in the day popping her head around and saying ooo shes had him, wow you was quick! No shit!
Finley David Phillips was born at 6:55pm he was 8lb 1oz
It happened so quick i didn’t even cry, which i still get #mumguilt about but i didn’t even know what was going on unlike with Aria where i remembered every little detail i was so overwhelmed giving birth to Finley (pretty much with no pain relief) we had the
shock of our lives when we saw his ginger hair, we both have dark hair so that’s the last thing we expected but Dan’s Nan had ginger hair so that’s obviously where its come from.
He’s now almost 2 and hes a cheeky, stressy, fiery red head with such a loving side to him, he loves giving kisses, he loves his cars and football (typical boy) and we couldn’t be more proud.
Finley and Aria have had such a lovely bond from day one they love each other so much although Finley hates sharing and they do fight like any other siblings the love has always been there!