Furry ears, crossed eyes on a pink frame.
Interesting how little sleep we can now function on.
Raucous bodily sounds make us laugh through frustrations.
Such an adjustment
To our former life when
Oh, but have we
Not known each other always?
This endless love
Has found a home in you.
I am a Mother.
I had written out the entire gory detailed story on how it had come about but my Health Visitor arrived shortly after and I lost it all. Always press save!
Oh well, no one really wants to read about the whole thing - so I shall summarise.
It was long, it was not straight forward and it ended with the best surprise of my life. The Midwives, student Midwives, Doctors, surgical team, anesthesiologist & hospital staff were all fantastic.
Notable moments :
- Sixty-four hours of contractions and no sleep during latent labour.
- Injuring myself during the beginning of my active labour.
- My “Labour Mix” playing a random selection of showtunes and songs that relax me for twelve hours straight repeatedly.
- Frustratingly seeing my three cheerleaders face go from elation to depression with every push.
- The doctor informing me we were now in an emergency situation.
- Holding my student Midwife’s hand all through surgery.
- Watching “the worst magic trick” happening to my vagina from the reflection in the lights.
- Repeatedly saying ‘shit’ upon seeing my child pulled from me.
- My husband telling me we have a daughter.
- Realising our wants/needs/sleep are taking a backseat to this tiny human’s.
Cue Patrick Stewart’s intro dialogue to “Star Trek : The Next Generation”.
Not an instructional blog but the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth - so help me Mom.