Being Mummy-From the beginning

The first words I hear in the Morning are Mum from 3 little but very different voices. This starts from as early as 5.30 am and this continues…all day long.

My life as mum started on the 21st of June 2009 when I had my daughter Gracie.  She wasn’t exactly planned but I knew I could never lose her. My pregnancy was great apart from suffering from Sciatica in the second trimester. She was born on Fathers day, 4 days early, via an emergency C-Section. She had become distressed and the Doctors realised she was really tiny. She weighed 4 lb 12 oz at 39 weeks, this wasn’t right. I was informed by the surgeon that my placenta had stopped working, around 6 weeks before, no one had any idea why. Thankfully she was absolutely perfect.


It’s amazing how much I loved such a tiny little person, my heart ached.  I didn’t sleep at all that night, I just stared at her in amazement, watching her breath. We created this beautiful little girl.

So…it happened again on the 26th April 2012. Archie is my rainbow baby, I had suffered a miscarriage a few months before I fell for him. This pregnancy was the pregnancy we all dream of. I was glowing, only put on a stone and a half and felt amazing. He was born via a VBAC (Vaginal Birth After Caesarean) for those who don’t know. I got to the hospital at 10 centimetres dilated and was rushed into a delivery room.  Although the relaxed Jamaican midwife wasn’t in a rush to do an internal, she comforted me throughout my short labour.. Archie was born at a much healthier weight- 6 lb 12 oz.


I didn’t think I could love another tiny little person as much as my daughter, but oh was I wrong my heart just grew twice it’s size.

Now this is the story I tell everyone…

My third and FINAL pregnancy was the hardest. I went into premature labour at 32 weeks and had to be admitted into hospital. The results of the Fetal Fibronectic test came back positive. I needed the steroid injections for her lungs in case she decided to show an early appearance. This didn’t happen, I had contractions every day until the day she was born instead.

She was born the day before Bonfire Night, the 4th of November 2014. I was having pains, which was nothing unusual, but I decided to venture into my local town and go for a spot of shopping. I jumped on the bus, as I wasn’t driving then, and headed home with my then 2 year old son. I knew at that point I was in labour but I thought I had a few hours at least. My plan was to put the shopping away, tidy up and get some ironing done. Honestly what was I thinking? I tried ringing my mum, I got her colleague. I then knew an ambulance would probably be the best thing I could do with at that point. You know that feeling that you get when you need to push, yep I got that. My 2 year old son was in the front room watching Cbeebies, eating biscuits and drinking water . Thank you Cbeebies you kept him entertained.  I was however, laying towels out on my bed ready to deliver her, I knew I was going to have an unplanned home birth just not with no medical assistance. My adrenaline took over and I delivered my baby on my bed , I helped guide her out. I actually got to see her enter this world. It was the most empowering moment of my life. I was so scared, but more for her, as I was helpless. My son, my superhero, came in to my bedroom, literally seconds after I had delivered her and said “Oh baby sister she’s here, shes’s so cute is she okay? ” He then went and got a blanket for me to cover his baby sister with. Her Grandad arrived just before the ambulance. I don’t know the precise time Casey was born but I know she was a healthy 6 lb 5 oz. Thankfully she was okay and we didn’t need to go to the hospital that day.


I knew this time I could love another tiny person just as much as my other 2, but I didn’t know how frightened I would be of losing her. I think it was her birth that made me feel this way.

I was the local celebrity for a couple of weeks, especially at my local hospital’s jaundice clinic. The paramedics had told other medical staff what had happened and it seemed everyone knew. I wasn’t complaining.

I have experienced every emotion becoming a mum, I’m sure some days when they do something new I can feel it all over again. That overwhelming love you just cant describe. I’m sure you know it.

I would absolutely love to hear your experiences on becoming a mum or your journey of motherhood.

P.s all my gorgeous pictures of my pregnancy and post birth pictures are all stored away, I must remember to get them out.

Lots of love





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32 thoughts on “Being Mummy-From the beginning

  1. MrsCraft says:

    Funny how differently the 3 of them arrived! My two were both at the hospital, my son was born in the bath, which they had run to relax me and help the pains. I’d planned a waterbirth but didn’t get one as they couldn’t fill the pool in time and had to empty the bath! My daughter arrived in 9 minutes, with shoulder dystocia and the cord around her neck. I lost 2 pints of blood as apparently it had all happened too fast, and it’s put me off ever having any more as I was so scared after that. It’s made me more grateful for having them, thank you for sharing your stories. X

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  2. Burnished Chaos (@BurnishedChaos) says:

    Wow, such vastly different experiences but all with such beautiful outcomes. That must have been vary scary going through it alone, but also kind of empowering afterwards. I had planned a natural water birth with my first but he decided to stay in the breech position. They were going to try and turn him but a scan showed low fluid levels and I was sent for a c-section within days. Before I got pregnant with my second I was determined that next time round I would have a VBAC and although no longer eligible for a midwifery led centre I would push for a water birth. When I did finally get pregnant again after numerous miscarriages I had this really irrational fear that if I went into labour something bad would happen and inexplicably so did my husband so we went for an elective c-section this time round and pushed for it to be done at 38 weeks instead of the standard 39. As I went under the knife it turns out my old scar tissue was actually starting to rupture and had I gone any longer we could have both died. Guess mother’s intuition really does exist!

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    • The Little Glitter Box says:

      It was really empowering, but the real affects of what had happened with my youngest daughter didn’t kick in until a few weeks later. I had this irrational fear she wouldn’t be with us for long, or I wouldn’t see her grow up. I just couldn’t imagine her getting older. I still have this occasionally now.

      Wow, a mothers intuition really does work. I’m so pleased all was okay.


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  3. Hannah G, The 'Ordinary' Mum says:

    Three very different but equally beautiful birth stories. I always love to hear about other women’s birthing experiences, I am always amazed at how our bodies just know what to do- just like with your unplanned home birth! Thank you sharing your stories and linking to #bigpinklink x

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  4. Double the Monkey Business says:

    Awwwww, these photos are amazing first of all!! What different experiences you had with all three, what gorgeous outcomes 🙂 xx #bigpinklink

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  5. Mouse, Moo and Me Too says:

    What beautiful children you have and blimey, their births have each put you through the ringer a bit! So pleased that they’re all happy and healthy. I have two girls and both were early, both were tiny (5lb 14 and 5lb 12 respectively). One was breech and so an ELCS, and my second was a VBAC which is the best thing I have ever, ever done. Birth stories make me shiver with emotion, I can’t get enough of them! Thank you for sharing yours. #TwinklyTuesday

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  6. Sunita says:

    Oh wow what a beautiful post. And little miss is super gorgeous. I love her crinkly newborn photos. I love thinking back to my birth stories although they weren’t straightforward. We did IVF both times and were told we only had a 10% chance of it working. We were and are so blessed as it did work despite the odds. Now I say thank you to the girls for choosing me to be their mummy every time I put them to bed. I’m featuring part 1 of our IVF story on my blog very soon if you’d like to read about it #dreamteam

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  7. mymummystory says:

    Lovely blog, brought a tear to my eye, thanks for sharing. I’m pregnant with number 2, after a prolonged labour with number 1 – start stop for 6 days, I’m hoping this next one makes a quicker appearance…hopefully I’ll make it to the birthing centre through x

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