I'm so in love with my gorgeous little baby!

I can no take my eyes off of her. She is amazing, just like all my babies. I often sit back and wonder what I did to deserve such amazing children. I am so truly, truly blessed!

Because it is so appropriate for me right now, I thought I would share this - http://birthunlimited.ca/parenting/92-why-mothers-kiss-their-babies.html

We've had a gain!

Cinderella gained 298g in 10 days! I am so proud of my baby girl, she truly is a breastfeeding champion :)

2 more days...

In 2 more days, Cinderella will be 2 weeks old. Wow! Time is seriously flying by.

In 2 more days, Cinderella is going to have her first weigh in since being discharged from the home midwives where she only lost a small amount of weight (140gms).
I can not wait to see if she has gained or lost. My gut feeling is that she has gained. She is looking a little bigger, she is doing everything she is supposed to, which is always reassuring.

She is so unbelievably precious. I can't stop watching her, kissing her and holding her. Tomorrow she meets her Nanna for the first time! I can't wait for my Mum to hold my new daughter :)

Cinderella has a song that I sing to her - Don't wanna miss a thing by Aerosmith. Although I am no fan of Aerosmith and I have never really liked that song, it is so appropriate for my baby girl right now. Being my last baby, I truly don't wanna miss a thing.

Finally posting - The beautiful home freebirth of Lucinda Molly

The birth of Lucinda Molly

My due date was Feb 6 2011. I had an ante natal appointment booked for Feb 8, where I had already been told that they would be discussing induction with me, as they didn’t want me going too far over because of the fact that this was pregnancy #6 over 20 weeks and I am 35 years old. I had written up a birth plan stating things like ‘no vaginal examinations to be performed’ but that was completely ignored by my midwife who told me they would like me to have a S&S (strip & sweep/stretch & sweep) done at the next appointment.           

Because of these facts, I decided to skip my ante natal appointment and just hope for the baby to come out asap.

I had a feeling about Feb 10. Maybe it was wishful thinking, but Feb 10 stayed in my head.

On Feb 9 I started to do some acupressure and almost instantly the Braxton hicks contractions I had been having began to intensify. I got excited that thought it was the real thing. I was sorely disappointed when they all faded into nothingness. The best thing about them fading was that I got to have a decent night sleep.

On the morning of Feb 10 I woke at 6am with more Braxton hicks contractions. I told Prince Charming to stay home as I was rather exhausted and the pains were coming fairly regular. By 7am I was ready for DH to go to work as I wasn’t convinced this was the real thing. Metal Man & Teen Queen had school photos on and Prince Charming drove them to school. I asked Prince Charming to drop in to Bi-lo on his way home to buy some snack type foods for the little ones, just in case the Braxton hicks amped up and I went to hospital later in the day.

I went for a shower while Prince Charming was gone and Mini Him joined me. We had a sing along and splashed each other. I felt fine even though the Braxton hicks were bugging me. I got out of the shower and put on a top. Something told me to fold my towel and sit on it on the bed. I grabbed the laptop and hopped on facebook to keep me occupied until Prince Charming got home. I got another Braxton hicks contraction and suddenly I felt my water break. I was really confused at first because it was so opposite to what happened the last time my water broke naturally. Last time I was in what I knew was labour, I lost my mucus plug and not long after my water broke. This time, my water broke while only having Braxton hicks. That’s when I thought that perhaps the pains actually were the real thing and I was probably in labour. I called Prince Charming and told him what had happened. He was shopping in Bi-lo and decided he’d best hurry home. I decided to get back in to the shower and clean myself up a bit. It was around 8:15am.

Prince Charming arrived home and I hopped out of the shower. I got back on facebook to distract myself for a bit while Prince Charming got the kids their breakfast. Pains were coming every 7 minutes and lasting for 1 minute. I wondered if I should head up to the hospital. I decided not to as I thought the baby would be way off as the contractions weren’t really intense and they were still 7 minutes apart. I had no problems talking through the contractions.

So I basically sat in bed with Mini Him & Prince Ratbag and we watched a movie. Prince Charming put a whole heap of pillows behind my back so I could be semi reclined and comfortable. Prince Charming dozed off while I watched TV and got through my contractions.

Princess Ratbag was being really clingy to her Daddy and was a bit sooky. She wouldn’t leave Prince Charming alone and wouldn’t settle next to me. Prince Charming went to take her into her bedroom but I didn’t want him to leave my side. Prince Charming asked if we should head up to the hospital and again I said no. I told him that they contractions were not strong enough and there was no way I was going to be in labour up there with the little ones unwelcome and bored. I had previously been told that this time around it was highly likely I would not be allowed to have the kids in the room while I birthed the baby. This really upset me.

So, I sat back in my mountain of pillows while Prince Charming timed my contractions and talked to me. Suddenly, I felt a massive need to push. Once again, Prince Charming asked if we should head to the hospital and I told him I was going no where! The baby was going to be born where I was sitting as I couldn’t move.

Between contractions & pushing, Prince Charming & I discussed little things like him slipping the cord off the babies neck should it be wrapped around it and what we would do in regards to the cord etc. We decided that I would birth the baby and he would call an ambulance. I guess being told so often that I would haemorrhage played on my mind a fair bit, so there was a part of me that wanted that covered just in case.

Princess Ratbag was still clinging to her Daddy and Mini Him was sitting up next to me with his play stethoscope. I explained to Mini Him that the baby was going to be born soon. Through contractions, Mini Him would place his stethoscope on my belly and listen like a little Doctor. It was very cute.

It was lovely having my babies there with me. I kept pushing & pushing and I felt like I was getting nowhere. Part of me kept thinking “call the ambulance and get me to the hospital right now” and the other part of me thought “this is transition, you CAN do this”. Prince Charming grabbed a spare doona and some extra towels and we put them underneath me as I moved into a less reclined but still semi reclined position. I started pushing some more and Prince Charming then told me he could see the babies head and there was lots of hair. Prince Charming was telling me how great I was and how well I was doing. I pushed and pushed some more and out popped the head. I told Mini Him to move down by my leg and watch the baby come out. I kind of expected it to be easy from here, like it had been for my others but it wasn’t. I felt like the baby was a little stuck so I asked Prince Charming to help me. Not real sure what he did but it hurt a little and it made me push really hard. The rest of the baby slid out and I felt instant relief. Mini Him & Princess Ratbag watched the whole thing and when the baby came out, the first thing I heard was Princess Ratbag say “Bubba”. The time was about 10:50am.

I grabbed my new little baby and put it on my chest. Prince Charming grabbed the towel we had bought for it and placed it over us. Mini Him looked at the baby properly and said “It’s a little boy”. I realised I hadn’t checked to see if the ultrasounds had been telling us the truth. I moved the cord aside to discover the ultrasounds were right and I was holding my little princess. I showed Mini Him that she was indeed a little girl and told him her name is Lucinda. I sat there with the 3 of my babies cuddled up to me while Prince Charming called the ambulance.

The operator asked if I had delivered the placenta yet and Price Charming said no. I told him to tell them it wasn’t far off and with that, I pushed and out it came. Prince Charming went out to the kitchen to find an old ice cream container but there were none, so he grabbed an old salad bowl and came back and put the placenta in it.

Next thing we hear a quick siren sound outside. Prince Charming went to the door and let the ambulance women in. They were lovely and joked that I had left nothing for them to do! By this stage the only thing left to do was to clamp and cut the cord. The cord had stopped pulsating so we clamped and Rob cut it. I was feeding Lucinda all this time. We then wrapped Lucinda and talked about how she & I were to go to the hospital to just get checked over. I handed Lucinda to Prince Charming and went off for a quick shower. I cleaned myself up and the ambulance lady carried Lucinda out to the ambulance as I walked beside them. I hopped onto the stretcher and continued to feed Lucinda. We arrived at the hospital and we were wheeled past what felt like a thousand different people who all turned to look at me. I couldn’t take the smile off my face as I wondered what everyone must be thinking.

We arrived at Labour & Delivery and I hopped on to another bed where I was checked over and offered something to eat & drink.

Prince Charming then arrived shortly after with Mini Him & Princess Ratbag. They both hopped on to the bed with me and we shared the dessert that came with my meal. The midwives came back in and weighed & measured Lucinda. She weighed 4160kgs or 9lb 3oz, was 53 cms long with a 35.5cm head circumference. Prince Charming was praised for keeping such a cool head throughout the birth and the midwives were so proud of how well I did. We arrived back home around 2pm with our newest little perfect princess.

So, since reading over this I have discovered a few other things to add. Going by phone records, I called Prince Charming at 8:47am when my water broke. Photos taken of Lucinda show she most likely arrive at 10:47am but the ambulance records show we called at 10:50am. The ambulance people/paramedics were named Belle & Relle. Lucinda was born on Belles first day back from maternity leave. I was told by the midwives at the hospital that ambos always want to get a call to deliver a baby.
Arriving home from the hospital and seeing our bed was funny. It looked like a scene from a bad movie. Everything cleaned up fine though and the mattress got only the tiniest little mark on it, which is awesome.

If I could change anything about that day, I would have had Metal Man & Teen Queen there also. I would have also had a clock near by to get the actual time of delivery. They're the only 2 things I would change. I think Lucindas birth was perfect. I am so proud that I got to end my birthing days with the birth I have always dreamed of.

I'm lost!

I'm currently lost in the beautiful world of newborn snuggles, milky deliciousness and family bonding. I hope no one finds me and drags me back into the other world anytime soon as I am more than happy where I am right now.

Cinderella (as bub will from now on be referred to as) had a massive giggle in her sleep this morning. It was so amazing & beautiful!

Announcing the highly anticpated arrival of...

Our sweet little princess Lucinda was born this morning at 10:50am.

Lucinda was freebirthed at home into her Daddy's arms while her brother & sister both watched on.

She weighs 9lb 3oz and is 53cms long.

I am enjoying many newborn snuggles and gorgeous booby feeds. I am totally smitten by my perfect little daughter :)

Now, I am beyond tired

I have adventured beyond tired now and I am just plain exhausted. I have had an afternoon of pre labour contractions and I am physically, emotionally and mentally wrecked from it all.

I wonder if there is any way possible for me to be able to sleep until this baby is born? I wonder if I could sleep through contractions & labour and wake up to a precious little newborn? lol

This afternoon, Prince Charming is going to buy me some Clary Sage Oil which he is going to massage in to my belly & back, after he has made dinner. He really is my Prince Charming. I love my husband so much. He has been on high alert all week, but especially today. He can't wait to meet his new baby son or daughter too.

So tired

I'm so tired. I'm so pregnant. I'm so over it all.

Today I have an ante natal appointment and I am expecting to have a fight on my hands. I really shouldn't have to be this way. It is crazy.

Hopefully the little bundle of Beanie joy will decide to come out very soon and all this stress will be over with.

In case anyone is wondering...

Yes, I am still pregnant.

Today

Today I am officially having my second longest pregnancy.
I wonder when this little one will arrive? I have a feeling about Feb 10, so we will see. I'm just excited!

In 1 hour & 15 minutes...

I will be officially due to have my Beanie Baby.

Time flies by so fast! It feels like just yesterday I was doing a home pregnancy test that I knew would come up with 2 lines.
I wonder when this gorgeous little one will bless us with its presence?

Still pregnant

But the great news is... Beanie now has my permission to arrive at any time.

I wonder if I will have another due date baby? Hmmmm.

I'm still....

Pregnant. Meh.

Whatever, Braxton Hicks!

I'm over these Braxton Hicks contractions! Tonight, straight after dinner, I felt sick. I then started to get pains that were coming every 2 minutes and lasting for 45 seconds. They led to nothing more than me being completely exhausted.

Now, I truly believe my Beanie Babe is a smart little one. Obviously s/he does not want to be born during a heatwave, so is most likely staying safe & snug inside my womb until it is cooler out. That's what I want to believe anyway ;)

As long as s/he doesn't arrive on Mini Him's birthday!

Medical "professionals" HA!!!

Hospitals annoy me.
Obstetritians annoy me.
Professors annoy me.
Many midwives annoy me.
Why? Because they treat pregnancy and birthing like it is a fast spreading disease that needs to be handled by medical staff, many drugs dished out and constant monitoring needed to make sure everything stays on the right track.

Well... POO TO THAT!
Today it reached 42 degrees here. I am 39 weeks & 2 days pregnant. I also had an appointment to see my midwife and have my weekly check up done. Every week it is the same old thing. I race around at home dressing Mini Him & Princess Ratbag. Then I pile them in the car and drive for 3 minutes to the hospital. From there, I drive around the car park looking for a parking space. As always, there is never one near the lift. I park way too far away, take out the tandem pram and load the kids in to it. I then push the kids to the lift, go up 2 levels, then walk to the hospital and through the main thoroughfare and down to the Ante Natal Clinic where it is always too hot and too cramped. I am then seen by my midwife who takes my blood pressure which is always perfect and gets the doppler out to listen to Beanies heartbeat, which is always difficult to find. I am then left to sit myself up and always hurt my back/hips/public bone in doing so. I then go through the motions, watching my midwife type up this weeks notes and then I go home.

Well, seeing that today was so hot, I decided not to go to the hospital for my appointment and I called to reschedule. Seriously, who in their right mind expects a woman at 39+2 weeks to go out in this heat? Everything was fine. My midwife called me to have a chat and see how I was going. She asked the usual questions in regards to pain & discharge. I told her the same thing I do every week - nothing to get excited about yet. We decide that I will come in next week as planned.

So, Prince Charming comes home and the phone rings. It is my midwife. She tells me she has spoken to the Professor and he wants me to come in on Friday to have an ultrasound done, to have CTG monitoring done (checking the babys heart rate) and to have a vaginal examination done to speed things up. Now, I have made it known that I will not be having nor accepting any vaginal examinations let alone one to speed things up. For crying out loud, this Friday I will be 2 days away from my due date and they're already wanting to intervene and bring on my baby! Apparently the hospital have 3 due dates for me - Jan 29, Feb 2 and Feb 6.
I have no idea where the Feb 2 due date comes from but this is why they wanted to perform a Stretch & Sweep/Strip & Sweep on me as this Friday, going by their dates, I will be the whole of 2 days overdue. 2 f**king days overdue. Seriously.
So, pregnancy hormones got the better of me and I started to cry. I told my midwife that I will not be attending that appointment as I don't approve of the vaginal examinations nor the S&S. I also wanted to know why no one has acknowledged that my due date is actually Feb 6, not Feb 2.

Long enough story short, my midwife called me back and upon looking at my file the Professor has noticed that my due date should in fact be Feb 6. So there is no need for the appointment with him, but I will be having the ultrasound done still.
So I am praying, wishing & hoping so hard that my baby comes out before next Tuesday so I don't have to go through all the intervention stuff and end up in tears again.

February Stars - Foo Fighters (HD)(Skin and Bones DVD)(Acoustic)1080p

Another February Star!

Well, I am definitely going to be having a February Baby!

Noah, Mini Him & Beanie will be my 3 February Stars :)