Expecting K

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This is my Facebook status from, as you can see, 8 years ago.. that day, I had gone into town to do some shopping and then meet Mr S from work when he finished, I had met up with some friends and hung about it, but after they went home.. I noticed something..

I was late..

So I went to Savers (a bit like Superdrug.. just cheaper) and got myself a box of pregnancy tests rushed to the shopping centers toilets and to my surprise, the test turned positive, at first I was like ‘ooh okay two lines that’s good’ and then it hit me… two lines meant baby, not that a baby is a bad thing, but at that time, Mr S and I had only been together for less than a year AND I was on the pill..

I cried, I messaged a friend and I then knocked on the doors where my now husband worked, he replied with a ‘oh cool’..

And so, we entered in the mad world of parenthood.. I was scared to tell my mum about it, she had drilled it into me not to make her a grandmother yet so I didn’t want to tell her anything, I really didn’t want to tell anyone but Mr S had to tell his work to get days off for appointments, we both decided to wait until week 12, around the time you have the first ultrasound..

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I had all these fears and worries, what am I getting myself into? what of Mr S leaves me, what if people think I am pregnant purely to ‘trap’ him and mainly, will my mother kick me out of the house.

At the 12 week scan, there he was, this little potato thing, wriggling around and kicking away, its always hard to believe that something so small is growing inside you, and you are the one giving it all needs, We told his parents first.. they ‘knew’ already.. and we then told my mum while watching Eastenders, she made a comment about how she didn’t think I could cope with birth.. ‘yeah well what do you know’..

Mr S told her, I went up stairs and hid inside my room for a bit and she finally came up and asked to see the photo.. everything seemed okay..

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At our 20 week scan, which she came along too, we found out that we was expecting a boy and so the planning and buying started, I made that a rule for all my pregnancies, I didn’t want to buy anything until at least week 20+

NO one liked the name we picked, his first name is Malachi.. or Kai for short, and the amount of arguments I had with people who kept calling him something else or saying how odd his name is, to be honest, I cant see him as anyone else but Kai.. but I had pretty much an uneventful pregnancy right up until the end when around 36 weeks I lost my mucus plug in a big ol’ bloody clot.. nothing happened, I was checked over at the hospital and was around 2 and half dilated.. so off home I went..

two weeks later at about 12 oclock at night my waters finally broke, nothing happened for hours and I finally rang the hospital at 4am, told my mum and off we went to the labour ward again, but still.. no labour, no contractions.. no baby.. so the rule is if labour doesnt start within 24 hours I had to go in to be induced..

GUESS what happened next.. 24 hours later, back at the hospital at 8am only to be induced at around 6pm.. 7 and a half hours later.. and via forceps.. Kai made his journey earthside, getting a little stuck on the way and getting a little cut on his cheek

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Not me obviously, only problem about being the photographer is you don’t trust anyone to take photos.

 

I honestly had nothing to worry about, my fears of Mr S leaving, or my mum disowning me never happened, if anything we now have a stronger relationship and bond because of the children.. and to my mum, my children are her world..

If anything I think I regret not telling my mum sooner, I was the same with R, I was just so scared of telling anyone I was expecting..

I guess I know that with the next one, not to be so scared of what others think, and make sure that I tell my mum after I tell Mr S..

Next year K will be turning 8, and it makes me sad.. why do they need to grow up..

Until next time

Mummy Cat.

 

14 thoughts on “Expecting K

  1. I love reading other people’s pregnancy and birth stories. It’s sad that your mum didn’t react the way you wanted straight away but it’s great you have such a good bond now.

  2. What a lovely post, I love reading posts like this. Its funny how you worry but eventually it all works out in the end. I felt the same when I was 19 and got a positive test, 5 years later I have a 4 year old , 2 year old and am married to their daddy. Its crazy how quick it goes too x

  3. This time 8 tears ago I conceived my eldest (also while on the pill…) where does the time go?!

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