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Being a high risk pregnancy meant I was always prepared to be spending a lot of time in hospital and towards the end of the pregnancy I felt as though I was spending more time there than I was at home, we even had a trip to the maternity triage unit 20 hours before Teddy made his grand entrance to the world. I woke up on the morning of Saturday 13th April and I just didn’t feel right, not in pain or anything I just felt as though I needed Teds movements checking as through the night they were always really strong and frequent but throughout that night I didn’t have much, and looking back now I think it was just the fact that Teddy had moved himself in to his starting position so to speak. We were monitored, showing no sign of labour as yet and everything was of course fine and we were sent home, and I went to bed that night as normal.
How much anxiety do we carry throughout pregnancy when you already have one child to consider in your plans? One thing that made me super anxious was thinking about when I’d go in to labour, because I have Lily to think about now I was thinking things like were my waters going to break on the school run? what if I couldn’t get hold of Ash or my mom? but it was deja vu and I ended up waking up early hours on Sunday morning with pains and leaking my waters, exactly the same as had happened with Lily however I remember these pains being much more intense and as I stood rocking from side to side watching Ash get ready I muttered the words “ouccch, shit!” through a contraction only for Lily to say “thats a naughty word mom, people need not say that”. My contractions were every 3 minutes give or take, they were actually around the 3 minute mark from when I woke up and they didn’t seem to get any quicker up until just before Teddy was born but because I’d been told all pregnancy that the chances of me having a quicker labour than I had with Lily were really high I panicked and thought I’d be giving birth in a layby at the side of the road if we didn’t get a move on. So we arrived at the hospital and I had to do a urine sample straight away as you do, and that confirmed that I had meconium present and for some reason I’ve always associated babies pooing in their mom with the baby being in distress but that wasn’t the case, however you don’t think so rationally in labour, do you? and it was all downhill from there.
The midwife had confirmed I was in labour but we got put in a room on triage with four beds in…. my first thought was THIS IS NOT IDEAL!!! What if they bring someone else in? I was having strong contractions and by this point I had already done the classic thing of snapping at Ash for something as little as putting his phone down next to me on the bed, as you do when you’re in labour 😀 we weren’t on triage for very long because I’d decided I needed more help pain relief wise – this is a decision I did not take lightly, after managing with only (minimal) gas and air throughout Lily’s birth I wanted to try and do the same this time round but the contractions just seemed so much worse than I remembered from before baring in mind the fact Teddy did weigh almost 2lb heavier than Lily did, I decided to give Pethidine a try as an Epidural was a big no no for me. The Pethidine did help in the way that I was pretty much falling asleep in between each contraction and I gave up with gas and air as I felt I was handling the pain better when focusing on my breathing myself.
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No matter how many times people tell you that no two births are the same you just cannot help but compare, especially at the time! and the fact I had Lily in my arms after three pushes was playing on my mind massively. Looking back at my notes it’s documented that I was actually only actively pushing for 20 minutes however that seemed like two hours (my labour was only three hours long). Because of how intense the contractions seemed to be this time round and the fact I’d given up with the gas and air I was pushing down on the bed with my hands meaning most of my strength was being wasted on that rather than pushing and honestly…. I knew about it for a few days after Teddy was born because I felt as though I’d been training arms at the gym for two weeks straight!! Throughout Lil’s birth I remained fairly dignified but that didn’t half change with Teddy, my dignity completely went out of the window, I found that out as soon as the Pethidine started wearing off and I actually realised I had my legs in stirrups whilst two midwives were talking about, assessing and stitching my second degree tear.
The midwife I’d had looking after me since we arrived at hospital came in at around 7:30am to tell us she couldn’t deliver Teddy now as she’d gone off shift but she wanted to stay to see his little face, however she had no choice in delivering him in the end because just like Lil, he flew out, like literally so unexpected the two midwives actually had their backs turned on their ipads discussing my notes and Ted was just laying there like heyyyy guys. When Ted was placed on to me I remember my first thought being just how much he looked like Lil, and then how much she was going to love him. I had some strict rules about Ash taking photos this time round, as he missed Lily being born I didn’t have any photos of me in labour so this time I wanted him to take as many as possible, he does listen to me after all because later on that day he sent me about 40 photos some of which had my vajayjay and various different bodily fluids visible…. and that’s all I’ll say on that. Another rule I had about photos was that Ash wasn’t to send anyone any photos until Lily had seen Teddy first, that is just what felt right to me, afterall she was going to have to share me now so I felt like I owed her that at least. Lil was also first to meet Teddy, when my mom bought her to the hospital she waited outside whilst Ash bought Lily in so we could have that first moment as a family together and I’m so so thankful she pointed this out to me whilst I was pregnant because I never would have thought and looking back now it was super precious.
So that is that, at 7:49am on Sunday 14th April 2019 our little handsome Teddy Jack was born weighing a dinky 6lb 2oz. We loved him instantly and just knew he was going to fit perfectly in to our family – we are blessed beyond words (I’m writing this as a reminder for when the terrible two’s hit!).
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We love you so much Teds.



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