Breaking News…..

There’s a job at work which is part time and working just mornings.  It fits in with nursery half days and is a scale lower so less responsibility.  It seems good.  It’s only for internal folk to apply for so I’m going to go for it tonight.

I wonder what will happen!!

Birth Debrief

You may be aware if having read my birth story that I was left with a few questions as to what happened to me, my waters and my placenta.

With my sister having an overdue baby but a perfectly fine placenta it reawakened my questions so after speaking to a midwife friend who recommended a birth debrief and I dutifully contacted the delivery ward and made an appointment.

I went along yesterday and met the consultant who sent me for a cesearean and the head of delivery, and we sat down on sofas and I asked my questions and the consultant began to talk me through Joel’s birth using the notes in my file.  It brought it all back and changed some of the timings I’d had in my head too!  I was way out with the time I thought I was on the ward.  I thought I went to delivery at 3 but it was more like 5pm!

She said that with dating scans, it’s very hard to be accurate and that they can be 10 days out either side.  That means, technically Joel could have been 10 days overdue.

She doesn’t know why my placenta got a bit gritty and seemed to not be working as well, it’s just one of those things.  After a due date the placenta gets calcium deposits and that’s not to say it doesn’t work as well, it just has a gritty texture.

She said the doctor who tried to break my waters said it was ‘difficult’ (me or the placenta?  I don’t know!) but that they’re presuming he managed it and once I was put in a chair to go to the delivery room the slush was waters mixed with meconium.  He wasn’t gentle and I remember him poking and pulling about a lot saying I wasn’t relaxed enough.  Well, I’d like to see him relax in that situation.

Joel was fine at 6am for the first trace and not in distress at all, so he’d not been panicking for a couple of days as I’d thought.  He first seemed distressed at around noon once the contractions had begun and began having heart decelerations.  The consultant, on referring to his charts was adamant that she’d have made the same decisions again on seeing them as they were worrying.

There were notes to say that I had waters and meconium behind Joel which came out, so they don’t think that my waters had gone before going to hospital.  They said there wasn’t much and have offered me a further scan towards the end of my next (!) pregnancy (as and when) to check on the levels if I’m worried.

All in all, it was helpful.  It has answered my questions and made me feel better that things weren’t as bad as I’d supposed.

I then asked whether my uterus would be sufficiently healed to carry another baby and they said yes, and I should be able to have a normal birth next time, as I’d got quite far on prostin gel which surprised me as I thought I’d got nowhere with too much pain!  Apparently 2cm by the time I was (about 5 hours in) was good going.  Youch.

Then (and this bit took me by surprise) the consultant looked me up and down and commented that I was still carrying extra weight from my pre-pregnancy weight.  I agreed and said I wasn’t quite what I was before.  She asked what excercise I did and I replied I walk about 3-4 miles a day.  She said that only counted as gentle exercise (she obviously doesn’t do it fast pushing a buggy then) and advised that I begin jogging to shift my extra weight.  I guess it’s because it’s still around my middle and yes, I know I need to do something about it, but I’ve just started work full time, any spare time is spent washing up or doing laundry and then falling on the sofa to watch tv in a stupor.  Because I’m tired and my baby is teething.  And I half think that it’s easier to think about it once all the babies have been born I want!  I guess that’s a silly thing to think though and lazy too.

And not to be mean back, but she didn’t exactly look as though she did regular jogging either.  Not that I said it.  I just thought it.  And felt castigated for being big.  Not that I am big big.  I’m 5’2″ so should be about 8 stones which I’ve not been since I was 16 as I’m curvy to boot.  I’ve not weighed myself for a while but I’m fitting into pre-pregnancy clothes again for the first time in ages.  I do need to shift my spare tyre though.

Maybe this will turn into a diet blog.  Although I don’t think so.  I’m just too hungry for that sort of thing.

Where Has The Time Gone?!

My little boy is now a whole one year old!

I don’t know where this year has gone.  The start of it felt like forever, the sleep deprivation took it’s toll and suddenly, once he started smiling, and responding, sitting up and playing the days began speeding by and now here we are.

I have lots of photos I want to post and things to  put down here and remember.  We’ve had quite a busy week and not only with Joel’s  birthday.

My Dad had been waiting for surgery at hospital to have some biospys on lumps found in his lungs.  He got a terrible chest infection over Christmas and subsequent chest x-rays showed some matter that needed investigating.  His first date for going in was postponed, and his second and the third meant that he’d miss Joel’s party.

So on the Wednesday before his birthday and the day before my Dad was due to report at hospital we had a little party tea just the four of us (Steve was working) and it was lovely.  Mum did his favourite foods, and he opened his presents and it was nice to have the celebrations going over many days so he wasn’t too overwhelmed with it all.

Pasta is my very favourite food of all
Jelly is funny to wibble
I like cake Grandma!
Poor Nok Tok!! (the blur!)
Unwrapping his presents
Loving his Little People garage

Then on Thursday he had a birthday cake at nursery (I bought one, didn’t make it!) and the little tots all sang Happy Birthday to him.

On Friday we gave him our meagre presents (we decided to wait and get him things as he needs them in the summer such as garden toys) and he had a drum and instrument set, funky feet mat and some amazing animals to go with his choo choo train and then we took him to the Sea Life Centre in Birmingham.  It was a great place to go to, and he responded so well to seeing the fish.  We had lunch in Nando’s, (he had a peanut butter sandwich) but the manager gave him a cake as it was his birthday!!  Joel is turning into a cake monster!

Nom nom nom
His Nando’s cake
Watching the fish
Hello Barracuda
Can you spot Nemo?
Looking cute at the aquarium

On Saturday it was his party day.  Steve’s family had come up the previous night, and came round with more presents and Joel had napped till nearly 11 which I hoped would be enough to get him through his party!!  After a quick lunch of beans on toast, we’d got all the party stuff together and we went to the community centre we’d booked.  We had an hour to get decorations up and the Baby Sensory woman arrived and set up and we were ready!!

More presents?!
I love beans

Joel’s baby friends began to arrive and he crawled about saying hello.  His little friend Trudy had a beautiful pink tutu on, and Joel crawled over as if to say ‘hello Trude’ and rustled her skirt!!  They’re at nursery together and see each other a lot as we go to church together too.

The baby sensory was a big hit.  I think four of the six babies there hadn’t done it so they and their mums had a great time.  The two babies who go weekly knew all the songs and their parents were signing and everything but I couldn’t quite keep up with that!

Playing with pompoms
Shaking jingle bells

We had space teddies jumping around with glowing stars, twinkling stars and fiberoptic lights, incy spider with pompoms and a jungle scene with puppets and a big jungley sheet we held over their heads!

I loved it and although Joel was a bit tired by the end of it he seemed quite enthralled for the best part of it.

We lit his birthday cake and sang happy birthday to him and had a bit of a snack time afterwards as I’d put out some fruit plates, baby crisps, bread sticks, cheese, baby biscuits and rice cakes and they sat around on the mats I borrowed from Mums and Toddlers amongst the toys we’d put out and ate and played for a bit longer.

Joel’s birthday cakes
Ooh, mini cake for me?!

We also managed to get a group photo of the little group although we couldn’t get one of all the babies looking happy and in the right direction but I’d challenge the best photographer to do so without some photoshop!!

Pa rum pa pum pum
Bouncing Baby Friends
All tired out after a busy party weekend!
 It was after the weekend that I realised once again I’d not got any pictures of my family with Joel.  I keep forgetting!  I guess the fact that half my family were ill in bed didn’t help so we may have a meet up at my parents in the coming weeks so we could do it then.  I’d like a nice one of my parents holding him, and Sarah and Amy.  And maybe a new big group one with Martha included!  My new niece came along to the party and enjoyed the songs!!

The whole weekend did seem to go well.  Save for the fact my Dad and sister weren’t there.  And it was nice to spread the occasion out a bit to save him being overwhelmed.  He’s been a tired boy since though and slept very well on the Saturday night.  Not Sunday night though!  He decided he wanted to party some more I think at 1.30am!

This has become quite a long post so I think I’ll leave it there 🙂

Aside from saying lets see what the next year brings us!

Third Week At Work

And still not feeling it 😦

I welled up leaving him today.  And he was at my parents.  I just felt I was missing him such a lot.  He’s at such a wonderful stage and gives me these cute, wrinkly nose smiles.  It’s as though he knows he’s got top teeth now and wants to show them off!

And I’m stuck behind a desk.

I’m sorry for moaning.  I’m just finding this adjustment difficult.  My day at work wasn’t too bad yesterday.  It went quickly and I finished early at 4 (thank goodness for flexi time) and we played till bedtime so I got a couple of hours with him but will that ever be enough?

Batch Cooking

I’m finding I’m too tired after a day at work to be bothered with cooking, and if I were to ask Steve to help he’d just take it as an excuse to go out and get takeaway which I don’t really want on a daily basis so the answer was batch cooking.

Saturday morning I put a chicken casserole in my slow cooker with stock and vegetables.  I cooked up a huge pot of beef mince which then became a pot of chilli and a shepherds pie, and then a fish pie with spinach.  I felt very Nigella!!

And today i was at work and came home to shepherds pie which me and Joel sat and ate ours first, and Steve had his later but it was all ready, and tasty and we just microwaved what we wanted in portions and there’s more left for tomorrow.

I’m not sure I’ll be able to do that weekly.  This weekend I’ll not have any time to do any of this type of cooking so next week’s menu doesn’t bode well!!