If you have read the blog about my labour and birth, then you will know that my baby came into the world to the sounds of shock as to the size of his hands. Look at the size of his hands and feet the surgeons exclaimed! As I looked at his large purple fingers and toes, I hoped he would grow into them…you know, like puppies do. (more…)
I was ready for labour. Totally ready. Like an athlete before a big race, I was focused, I was psyched, I was pumped. I felt so mentally and physically prepared and was ready to take on whatever the universe threw my way, however I assumed that what was going to be thrown my way was a brilliant relaxing labour. I was already metaphorically fist pumping the air over what a good job I was going to do. I was smug. I was an idiot. (more…)
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