The sleeping pattern of a baby I thought was erratic but for the first couple of nights William sleeps from midnight to 6 without a feed and my husband and I silently poke him to check that all is ok. He’s fine, of course he’s fine but he’s testing us, making us feel comfortable before the sleepless nights begin…..
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On Sunday 13th November, the nurses tells us that William will be able to come home in the next couple of weeks. We’re both in shock, but very happy. We don’t need any equipment because our little man is breathing by himself and confidently wolfing back his 2 hourly supply of milk. I didn’t breastfeed which I found quite upsetting, I try to do it but I don’t have the milk and Mike is quite worried about me getting upset and tells me William will be fine on formula so he’s drinking a mixture of expressed milk and a formula milk especially designed for premature babies.
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I struggle to sleep at night wondering what William is doing, how he is feeling and if he’s happy. I can hear everyone saying I’m sure he’s fine, but that’s no enough for me, that’s why I’ve been phoning the Unit every morning even though I’m in there every day. The nurses must think I’m a drama queen either that or hormonal, yes I’m definitely hormonal. Every little thing is making me cry, whether it be DIY SOS or when I put the spoon in the bin (yes I did actually do that).
I’m waking every night in the middle of the night and going down stairs and drinking umpteen cups of tea, I’m just like my mum, she does that when she can’t sleep tea settles her which is ironic because caffeine is supposed to make you more alert.
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It’s Mikes birthday the day I get discharged, I get to go home. I’m half happy because I want to be back in my own bed but also nervous because I’m further away from my little boy.
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I’m still in hospital for a few days after William is born so I can go down and see him (almost) whenever I want.
Continue reading “Last night in hospital for mummy…”
On 10th April 2016 we took a pregnancy test first thing in the morning (as instructed by the clinic) and it came out positive! I was trying so hard not to get too excited but I couldn’t help it, I sat on the edge of the bed trying to calm myself down. This was it, this was the start of it and I would sit down for the whole nine months if that’s what it took. I phoned the clinic that day and booked a scan. We had to wait 18 days till we went in and in those 18 days I didn’t do any stretching or lifting, I quietly told my boss at work and she was thrilled for me and put me on sitting down jobs until I was ready to tell everyone (telling everyone in the meantime that I had back problems).
Continue reading “Week 7 – Week 22”
I woke up this morning (my first non working day of the week) full of cold, feeling sorry for myself and just wanted to curl up in bed. However apparently you can’t do sick when you have a child now!
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