Thursday 16th February 2017: Nora Beau’s Birthday
Nora’s due date, and Granny’s Birthday! This was the last chance for her to arrive, before having to face induction – which was booked for Friday 17th. I had been trying out all the old wives tales over the previous few days, to try and bring labour on naturally, as I didn’t fancy being induced – mostly because I didn’t want the possibility of being away from Stanley for quite some time.
On the morning of the 16th, I woke at 02:30 feeling some twinges, but expecting it to be nothing since I had been having these feelings on and off the last few days – so I went back to sleep. By 05:00, I was awake with what felt more like contractions, and by 06:00 I thought I had better start timing them to see what was going on! Contractions were every 5 minutes, so we got ready, and dropped Stanley off with his Granny. I gave the hospital a call, and given the diagnosis of Gestational Diabetes (GD), they said I should pop up. We arrived at the hospital at 08:30, with contractions still every 5 minutes.
I was put on the monitor to keep an eye on baby, and everything seemed to look fine. Around an hour later our midwife, Gemma, examined me so that we could see what was going on, and it turned out my cervix wasn’t open – I wasn’t even 1cm dilated! But, they wanted to keep me on the monitor a little while longer, since it looked like baby’s heartbeat was dropping with each contraction.
At around 11:00 the consultant came, and she was happy with the recordings on the monitor – I had changed positions which seemed to be helping. The consultant suggested attempting to break my waters, but Gemma said this would be impossible since I wasn’t even 1cm dilated. So, they kept me on the monitor some more, and said that I could be taken off soon so that I could get moving around, to try and speed things up. At this point, they were contemplating sending me home. We discussed what would happen regarding GD, which meant the need to monitor my blood glucose levels every 2 hours when I went into labour, the possibility of needing a sliding scale (IV drip with insulin and glucose to help stabilise blood sugars), and the need to test baby once she arrived.
Turns out it was a rather hectic morning on the labour ward, so Gemma pretty much left us to it. She kept popping in to check the monitor, and offer some paracetamol. I seemed to be coping ok with the contractions at this point, and the midwife kept commenting on how cool and calm we both were (certainly didn’t feel this way on the inside!), and even joked that she could imagine walking in and a baby just “suddenly popping out”! By 11:15, I gave in to Gemma’s offers of paracetamol – as by this time, the contractions were starting to get a tad more painful! After giving me the paracetamol, she then went to find the consultant to see what the plan was… could I come off the monitor and start moving around, or could I go home?!
Little did I realise… just 10 minutes later, at 11:25, I officially went into labour… and as quick as 11:50, I suddenly felt the need to push! Hubby went to find Gemma, and she casually strolled in, taking her time… most definitely not expecting a baby to actually be entering the world! However, she soon realised that little one was most definitely on her way, so she grabbed a second midwife, and at 11:58 baby Nora entered the world! Good job I didn’t get sent home! From the minute we arrived on the ward, Gemma was fantastic – although she was clearly busy, she remained so calm throughout the morning, which clearly helped in how I felt, she made everything feel so comfortable and stress free!
In the end, there was no time to monitor blood sugar… no time for a sliding scale… no time for pretty much anything! It was so much quicker than I ever anticipated… and it happened naturally. It was calm, there was little intervention, and only two midwives in the room… it was everything I had hoped it would be – and so so different from my experience with Stanley (highlights of which include: induction by oxytocin, failed epidural, emergency alarm being pulled, room packed full of people, and a consultant firmly warning me: “if he doesn’t come with the next push I’m going to cut you“)!
So, since I was diagnosed with GD, this meant that Nora also had to be checked when she was born. She had to have her blood sugars monitored every 3 hours, and needed to pass 3 consecutive tests before she was allowed home. Her first test was at 15:00, which she passed. The following test was at 18:00… and unfortunately she failed this one (she didn’t feed well prior to this). This meant that the 3 of us had to stay in hospital for the night… whilst Stanley was with his Granny celebrating her birthday, and having a sleepover with his cousins! The whole time we were away, Stanley had no idea what had happened – everybody kept it a secret from him so that we could be the ones to tell him the news that he had a baby sister.
Nora’s following 3 blood tests were taken throughout the night, and thankfully she passed all 3. It was a little tough during this first night, since once she had been fed after her test, we weren’t allowed to feed her again for 3 hours – as she had to be tested again before her next feed. She was starting to get a little peckish after 2 hours… but, we got through it!
Day 2: Nora meets her big brother, Stanley
We spent most of the second day in hospital, waiting to be discharged (despite being told we were ready for discharge at 10:30!). In the morning, Nora had all of her checks done (paediatrician, hearing etc.), which were all fine. We were just so desperate to get home to see Stanley, and to introduce him to Nora!
We finally arrived home around 4pm. We got Nora settled in her Snuggle Nest, and daddy went to collect Stanley. We wanted to make sure that neither of us were holding Nora when Stanley met her for the first time, it was important to us that the attention was on Stanley being a big brother, and not on the arrival of Nora. When Stanley first walked in, he was a little grumpy (as he had just woken up!), and so he came straight to mummy for lots of cuddles “I just wanted you mummy“! He then gave Nora the taggy he bought her, we gave Stanley the presents from Nora… and things so far seem to be going well. Stanley calls her “my Nora” or “my baby”! He has said the sweetest of things, such as… “I think baby likes me“!
One of the strangest feelings in seeing Stanley again after spending a couple of days with Nora, was the realisation of how grown up he seems. When he walked through the door, it felt as though he had instantly grown up… and put on some weight (he now seems so heavy to pick up!)
Day 3: Our first family dinner!
Our first full day at home as a family of four… and not the best of starts! I was feeding Nora in our bed at 05:00, when Stanley woke up. He came running through to our bedroom… looked at Nora… started crying, and ran out. Daddy went after him and Stanley said “there’s no room for me anywhere“! We soon showed him that there was plenty(!) of room for the four of us, and so he settled down, and came for snuggles in bed with Nora.
I remember when Stanley was born, we barely ate, went out, or did pretty much anything! Not only was it tough because it was our first, but he had his cleft too, which meant feeding him took so so long. We had constant appointments, or people visiting our house – we were lucky to have the most amazing support with Stanley, we just seemed to have so little time for anything else! Second time around, things are so far, much different – we have time! Nora is guzzling her milk down… faster than I don’t know what! Apparently this is pretty normal… it’s just that our “normal” is based on what we know from Stanley, in which case it could have taken an hour to give him a bottle. With Nora, you could blink and you could have missed it!
Our community midwife, Luretta, visited us for the first time this morning, and she couldn’t have been more lovely. She was really pleased with how Nora was doing, which was great. She also suggested coconut oil for Nora’s skin – she has some particularly dry hands and feet, and I think this has been the best thing we have bought! Going to try this for Stanley too, since he has always suffered from dry skin.
Given the freedom we seem to have… we actually managed to cook a (relatively!) decent family meal on our first day at home! The four of us sat at the dining table… couldn’t have been more perfect. I’m even enjoying the odd sneaky treat (including a Mary Berry brownie for pudding!), now that I don’t have to monitor my blood sugars anymore. Though, sticking to the GD diet will reduce my chances of getting Type 2 (which is now already increased because of having GD)… so, I hope I can continue this as much as possible.
Day 5: A lazy Sunday
We spent Sunday at home, firstly with a visit from Luretta in the morning. She weighed Nora, and her weight had gone down to 7lb 2oz – considering they can lose up to 10% of their birth weight, Luretta was really pleased with this, since Nora has hardly lost any of hers! She was very reassuring “keep doing what you’re doing“! The rest of the day consisted of chilling at home, with visits from both sets of Grandparents.
Day 5: Our first trip out
Today, Stanley said he would like to take Nora to the park… and so, that’s what we did. He also said “we can slide her down!” …but we decided against that one!! First thing we learnt by taking a trip to the park? Turns out, getting out the house now takes us a little while longer! The amount of trips we made back to the house because we forgot something… and then still ended up leaving the house forgetting something! Then, just as we think we can finally set off, we start driving… hubby looks in the mirror… and realises little Nora’s hat has fallen down and is covering her eyes! Eventually, after what felt like hours, we made it to the park. Stanley had so much fun, whilst Nora enjoyed a nice peaceful nap!
We came home, snuggled up on the sofa in front of the fire, watching Spiderman, and eating cake! Before I knew it, they were both fast asleep ❤️ I could have sat and watched them sleep all night… I don’t want days like this to end. On the other hand, I am so excited for all that lies ahead.