I look at Moo and H I am forever thankful that they are here. It was never a life or death situation, but It was a weird experience. Moo entered the world in a mad rush, her birth was more horrendous than I could ever had imagined. You have a plan set out and you want to stick to that plan, and although Moo’s birth was scary, and resulted me being rushed into theatre, I got to hold her at the end of it, I got to take her to the ward and cuddle her till my hearts content. H on the other hand was the complete opposite, It was calm, I walked to theatre, rather than being pushed madly through the doors, I was aware, I felt every prick, and scratch that my body could take and at the end of it I didn’t get to hold him like I did Moo.
Its weird, how something so straight forward, can go so wrong. I was never warned of the complications.. I can see now, how it can happen. Moo was ready, she was so ready to exit, but I just couldn’t do it. My body failed to do what mother nature handed to us. She was so big I was never going to be able to push her out and quite frankly I am pleased as hell I didn’t as the after effects of it all would of only meant me being rushed to theatre for more serious problems. It was only the point where I signed the consent form that I got worried, I feared for her life, I was so unaware what was happening that I knew there and then that I would never put myself through this again.
But that changed when H was about to arrive, I was calm, collected and more certain than ever that everything would be ok and I would have a baby in my arms. Mr B was the one to notice, the one to pick up on the sound, he was the one that bought it up with the doctors and he was the one that had to leave me and take him to special care.
Being a parent throws some massive curveballs at you and you just get on with it, you do anything for these new babies that you have been nurturing over the last 9 months and it doesn’t stop there, you nurture them for the rest of their lives.
Every day I am thankful that I have Moo and H, some days are worse than others, some days I just want to scream and shout and give up but I think at how well we have managed so far and how wonderful that they are turning into such lovely, kind, confident, generous, strong, children.
Its me and Mr B that are mapping out there future, working to give them a life that only they deserve, and boy am I thankful for that…
I am linking up with the lovely Katie at Mummy Daddy Me for her wonderful linky The Ordinary Moments