Birth Story

Audrina Maria Cole

(Riri)

Our little girl is here and it feels amazing! I can hardly believe it’s been 10 whole days already since she was born.

Many of you know just how terrified I was of giving birth, since my last labour with Luca was so long and painful πŸ™ˆ. With Luca I was in labour for 25 hours, he was back to back, I had an epidural and 2nd degree tear 😳. I was so scared of experiencing that pain for that long again. Little did I know that we would barley make it to hospital in time for this little ones birth! πŸ™Š

21st January 2019

40 + 5 days over due

The first inkling I had that labour was on it’s way was I had a show early in the morning around 7am. Following I had mild period like pain that was totally bearable I had a bath, got ready, ate breakfast, even had a nap and then a big contraction came at 12.52. This was it, I knew something was defiantly happening. After that big contraction they came every 5 mins, I was unable to sit down, I knew I had to get to the hospital ASAP!

We arrived at the hospital.

The car ride was the worst! Having to sit down and unable to move around when your having BIG contractions was not nice. Little did I know I was actually going through transition in the car on the way. I remember saying I don’t want to do this anymore, I want to go home. Typical transition tell tale sign 😳… However I was in complete denial, with Luca’s labour being so long I thought this maybe was just the start of it and I had hours ahead. We parked the car in the entrance where you get 30mins free before you have to move it. Walking through the hospital and getting to the second floor maternity unit was UNREAL! It literally felt like the baby was going to drop out at any moment. We got to the triage reception and the lady behind the desk told me to take a seat in their waiting room 😳 the waiting room was packed! I couldn’t even sit down if I wanted too. I remember looking around at the women waiting they were calm, smiling, sipping tea and looking relaxed. Me on the other hand I couldn’t talk, the pain was overtaking every other sense in my body I stood in the triage corridor for around 5 mins before I started pushing, stood up right there in the waiting room. Anyone thats gave birth knows your body completely takes over, my body was pushing and this baby was coming RIGHT NOW! In this waiting room corridor full of people.

I shouted out that I was pushing, everyone in the waiting room stared at me, midwives ran over to me and took me into the triage check up room. It was so tiny you could barley fit us all in, it was just a basic little check up room, with a bed. Lay on the bed the midwives told me I was fully dilated and they could see the babies head 😳.

Baby is born 2.42pm

Two pushes later, no pain relief what so ever, 15 minutes after arriving at hospital, baby Audrina was born! Totally unbelievable. I was wheeled out of the little check up room back through the triage waiting room holding my baby within minutes. The look on some of the people’s faces were hilarious πŸ™Š. By the time we got to a delivery suit, we still had time left on the car in the 30min carpark πŸ˜„πŸ™ŒπŸ».

I still can’t believe how fast the labour went. After being so scared and worrying daily, it turned out to be amazing. Yes it was incredibly painful, but it was not prolonged pain, it was fast and thats the best that could have happened. We spent 2 nights in hospital, came back on the third day. Riri had to be put into a hot cot and monitored every 4 hours as she was not regulating her own heat. Thankfully after lots of observations we were able to come home on the third day, Ri was able to regulate her heat. ☺️

Reflection

After your birth you spend time thinking about the experience and I couldn’t be happier with how my birth went. I hardly felt contractions till near the end, it was fast and I didn’t have any pain relief that I had to recover from or that interfered with Ri Ri. I am so thankful for this birth experience and will hold the special memories forever. πŸ₯°

How waking up at 6am changed my life…

I don’t know about you, but I was always one for snoozing the alarm when the morning would roll around. Just 5 more mins pleaseee!

Doing this was a bad habit that I needed to break. It made me fly around in the mornings, be all over the place, forgetting things, being snappy, being irritated, unorganised, not having time for breakfast, being hangry and just a tornado of anxiety rushing around leaving a trail of disorganised mess behind me. (Which I would later regret as I would be the one tidying it all up later in the day πŸ˜„πŸ€·πŸ»β€β™€οΈ)…It literally made no sense, I would swear to myself that I would go to bed at a reasonable time that night, so I wouldn’t be so tired in the mornings, Always thought of it but never did it πŸ™ˆ… this began to really grate on me so I finally decided to change something.

One day two years ago I set just one alarm for 6am, switched the snooze option off and fell asleep. Morning came around and the alarm went off. Now I knew this was it, no snooze, I rather get my arse up now or i’ll fall back asleep and end up late for work, late for taking Luca to school and just plain LATE for the day ahead. So with that one alarm I dragged myself up out of bed and began my morning routine. Luca still fast asleep so I was able to get ready in peace, which for a parent is one of the best things! πŸ™ŒπŸ» I was able to think clearly so I didn’t forget anything, I was able to have breakfast and even have a little tidy up before we left,?so I didn’t have as much to do when I got home. My day was already going well before I even left the door. I felt so much calmer, organised and motivated for the day ahead. This feeing was something that stuck with me. The feeling of being rushed is awful, it’s my absolute pet hate. It’s enough to make you throw your bags on the ground and say thats it i’m not adulting today. But this newfound having time to spare in the mornings and being able to leisurely get through my morning routine and chores was amazing. So thats how the 6am get up stuck.

Being up before your children works so well too. At the time it can be hard to muster up the motivation to get out of bed while they are still asleep, but it’s so worth it when you get your own time to get yourself and the house ready before they even wake up. It makes the whole day go smoother I promise.

A morning routine sets your tone for the day so heres how waking up earlier can change your life for the better :

β€’ You will become more organised.

β€’ Increased productivity.

β€’ You will become more motivated.

β€’ Have extra time to focus on yourself and your thoughts, gaining more clarity over your life.

β€’ Your days will go smoother.

β€’ You will gain a better bedtime routine – from waking up early, your bedtime routine falls into place much easier. Your too tired to watch one more episode on netflix.

β€’ You will be able to have your own time which makes you feel more fulfilled and content with your life.

β€’ Your house will become more organised.

β€’ You will be on time.

β€’ Reduce anxiety.

β€’ You will have time for things that make you feel good – e.g yoga/meditation/breakfast.

β€’ You become a better planner.

β€’ Better sleeping pattern.

β€’ Better concentration.

Why not give it a go? It took one alarm for me to change, and i’m so glad I did. My mornings have become easier and I feel happier.

Ps. I’m a firm believer in balance, so I only set 6am alarms during the week and I give myself a break on the weekends. I usually don’t have to be up and out early during then, so i’m able to enjoy a little lie in. As i’m a mum I class 7am on a weekend a lie in πŸ˜„ but at least i’m able to enjoy getting up with the children without rushing around. It’s the best of both worlds really πŸ™ŒπŸ».

As always thank you for stopping by ☺️

Frankie x

Age is just a number!

 

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I hope with this post it can change at least one persons perspective on young mums. To understand that it takes a type of person, not an age to be a good mother. I was 18 when I became pregnant and I have endured and still endure stereotyping, judgements, stares and comments from others, especially now that I have a 4 year old shouting mama across the supermarket, I notice peoples looks as if she’s to young to have a 4 year old. This is something that honestly effects me and I know must do so for so many others. The frustration that you feel because you are instantly judged before even opening your mouth to speak, just based on how you look or your age is so disheartening.

I recall many of times that I was made to feel inadequate. One time at a midwife appointment I remember a woman just staring at me in the waiting room, not taking her eyes of me, looking at my big bump in disgust. I turned to look at her and she shook her head and tuted at me. That lady made me feel like the scum of the earth. I had people tell me I was a silly little girl, my life was ruined, my life was over and that no man would ever want me now I have a child and that I will loose all my friends. How awful is that? Nobody should be made to feel that way.

I feel it’s very wrong to assume because of age a person will be a better mother, just because a woman is in her 30s/40s does not mean she will find motherhood easy and be the best mum. No matter what age raising a child is hard for us all, you don’t just automatically get an easy baby because your classed as ‘older’.

I have always wanted to rise above the stigma attached to me because I’m a young mum. It makes me so happy when people compliment me on how I parent Luca, how good of a job I am doing and how hard I have worked to get a career and college qualifications with a baby in tow. I had to deal with a lot of negativity through my pregnancy and to hear positive opinions makes me so proud. This is the messageΒ  I want to get across, lets uplift women, stop the judging and staring, help a mother who is dealing with a screaming baby while trying to do the food shop don’t tut and stare. Be open minded to the fact that these ‘young mums’ are doing all they can for their children and doing a damn good job at it too. Many women in their 30s/40s already have their career path, young mums are still having to figure all that out with a baby too. Have compassion and don’t judge a book by it’s cover. Were all doing the best we can, women receive so much pressure from society as it is, lets stick together to empower each other rather than tear each other down.

Being a young mum for me means that when Luca is 21 I will be 39. I love that, I wish people were more positive when I was pregnant I wish people would of told me that being a mother is the greatest gift anyone could receive, that being a young mum means you get longer with your children and grandchildren, that you will love this little person more than your own life, they will be your best friend, that you will still be young enough when they are grown up to do all the things you have wanted to do, that they will change your life for the better, that you will cry with happiness when their little hand touches yours and that all will be ok… πŸ™‚ ❀