Being a mother times do get rough.
Some people think it's so easy to look after a child, have a spotless house and look perfect.
truth is, it's not.
It's hard work.
Every mother has the days where their child won't settle or go down for a nap, is clingy all day, cries all day, isn't well and so on.
which makes even getting ready to go out sometimes in the morning.
I know when Samuel is having a bad day, it takes me FOREVER to just do simple things.
People without children think that when they have a child, their partner is gonna go out working, while they're working they'll have themselves all dressed, looking lovely, their baby will be in a nice outfit, the house will be clean and tidy and dinner will be on the table when their partner comes home.
that is so not true!
Sometimes I have lazy days, sometimes I don't get dressed and stay in my pyjamas all day, sometimes I let my hair get greasy, sometimes I don't always have make-up on my face, sometimes Samuels in a baby grow all day too, sometimes my house is a tip, sometimes I let the washing pile up, sometimes I don't wash up for a night, sometimes I haven't got tea ready until late. there's always something.
No mother always looks perfect, always has their child ready on time, always has tea on the table for their partner when they're home, no mother always has a tidy house.
No mother is perfect.
Wednesday, 5 March 2014
not agreeing with government guidelines.
Having a 7 month old baby, at ANY age is hard work.
but every 7 month old baby is different, every baby is different. one thing might work for you child that doesn't work for another.
for example, people use the 'crying' method for their babies to settle themselves? I have tried that, yes I feel awful about it but I've tried everything for Samuel to settle himself, it doesn't work, you have to cuddle or rock him to sleep. he is not one of these babies that you leave to cry for half an hour and he'll sleep.
He's been amazing since day 1, just as they get older things change.
My 6 month old baby was crawling and pulling himself up on everything, he is now 7 months old and he is just faster at doing so and he walks along the sofa and anything he can.
no way did I think I'd be chasing around a 6 month old baby.
I thought I had loads of time to even think about him crawling.
you have to be prepared for anything as like I said before, every baby is completely different.
some do thing earlier than others, some speak earlier than others, crawl, walk, start solids.
screw the government crap, what did they do back in the day when they didn't have formula and couldn't breast feed? they were given cows milk, yet we can't give our babies cows milk until they're a year old?
you can't give them tap water until a certain age?
They're not allowed solids until they're 6 months old.
blah blah fucking blah.
I think the 'guidelines' nowadays are STUPID.
my THREE month old baby was refusing to have any milk or water and I panicked, didn't know what to do because he wasn't 'allowed' solids.
screw that, I started him on a TINY bit of baby rice at night and within a couple of days, he was drinking his milk again.
I carried on the baby rice for a month, then tried him on a bit of porridge at 4 and a half months old.
he LOVED it.
By 6 months he was having three meals a day.
now at 7 months old, he has porridge mixed with his milk in the mornings, he has a mid morning snack, lunch, an afternoon snack, dinner and then a 9oz bottle before bed.
He has cut down to only having two bottles a day. he's on follow on milk and he is perfectly healthy.
I think that the government and health visitors should only be there when you ASK for advice, not sit there and get it shoved down your throat. it's out of order.
'You can't do that' 'don't put your baby in that' 'don't let him on his legs too much'
blah blah blah.
I think as a mother you know what is best for your child so go with how YOU feel, so many rules have been put in about everything. I don't agree with any of it. it's pathetic if you ask me.
the health visitors don't see out children everyday, we do. how do they know what's best for them? the answer is, they don't. they just think they do.
Agree or disagree but don't give me hate for stating my opinion!
thanks for reading..
Jade-Louise x
but every 7 month old baby is different, every baby is different. one thing might work for you child that doesn't work for another.
for example, people use the 'crying' method for their babies to settle themselves? I have tried that, yes I feel awful about it but I've tried everything for Samuel to settle himself, it doesn't work, you have to cuddle or rock him to sleep. he is not one of these babies that you leave to cry for half an hour and he'll sleep.
He's been amazing since day 1, just as they get older things change.
My 6 month old baby was crawling and pulling himself up on everything, he is now 7 months old and he is just faster at doing so and he walks along the sofa and anything he can.
no way did I think I'd be chasing around a 6 month old baby.
I thought I had loads of time to even think about him crawling.
you have to be prepared for anything as like I said before, every baby is completely different.
some do thing earlier than others, some speak earlier than others, crawl, walk, start solids.
screw the government crap, what did they do back in the day when they didn't have formula and couldn't breast feed? they were given cows milk, yet we can't give our babies cows milk until they're a year old?
you can't give them tap water until a certain age?
They're not allowed solids until they're 6 months old.
blah blah fucking blah.
I think the 'guidelines' nowadays are STUPID.
my THREE month old baby was refusing to have any milk or water and I panicked, didn't know what to do because he wasn't 'allowed' solids.
screw that, I started him on a TINY bit of baby rice at night and within a couple of days, he was drinking his milk again.
I carried on the baby rice for a month, then tried him on a bit of porridge at 4 and a half months old.
he LOVED it.
By 6 months he was having three meals a day.
now at 7 months old, he has porridge mixed with his milk in the mornings, he has a mid morning snack, lunch, an afternoon snack, dinner and then a 9oz bottle before bed.
He has cut down to only having two bottles a day. he's on follow on milk and he is perfectly healthy.
I think that the government and health visitors should only be there when you ASK for advice, not sit there and get it shoved down your throat. it's out of order.
'You can't do that' 'don't put your baby in that' 'don't let him on his legs too much'
blah blah blah.
I think as a mother you know what is best for your child so go with how YOU feel, so many rules have been put in about everything. I don't agree with any of it. it's pathetic if you ask me.
the health visitors don't see out children everyday, we do. how do they know what's best for them? the answer is, they don't. they just think they do.
Agree or disagree but don't give me hate for stating my opinion!
thanks for reading..
Jade-Louise x
Saturday, 1 March 2014
My Relationship With Joseph.
so, me and Joe have nearly been together 20 months now, which is so close to two years.
how it all started -
so me and Joe started talking around the 14th of April? I can't remember the exact date, but we spoke on kik for ages before giving out each others numbers, it was me who actually asked for Joe's number because it was 'easier' to text than to go on kik ;)
I was only speaking to Joe while he was at home because he couldn't go on kik unless he was on the wifi at home.
we exchanged numbers and we CONSTANTLY was texting each other, he'd even sneakily text me at work all the time.
I had a house party, I remember it clear as day and I randomly text Joe asking if he wanted to speak on the phone, was the first time we ever did speak on the phone and he was so cute. I was VERY drunk, he was laughing away at me.
from then we spoke on the phone every night, we skype near enough every night.
things were going well.
so after speaking for a good month, we spoke about meeting up.
we met up on the 25th of May, he was so cute. we walked around marine lake in Weston and as we were walking he held my hand, lots of hugs and so on. we sat down at a bench for ages, just chatting and getting to know each other, then Joe done the sneaky putting my hair back behind my ear and he kissed me. it was THE cutest thing. we went back to his watched a DVD and then it was time for me to go home!
Joe walked me back to the train station, we said our goodbyes, at this point the train journey to see Joe was 20 minutes so it was too far away but with him working and me working. We could only really see each other whenever we had the free time. we started 'seeing' each other from this point after we'd met. we wanted to get to know each other a bit more before making it official.
we still spoke on the phone all the time, text each other, skyped each other.
we met up loads, we seen each other all the time.
he stayed at mine near enough every weekend, we'd have a few drunks and what not. even though we wasn't 'official' and didn't want everyone to know just yet, it felt like it. We both said we were practically together.
I was so happy, he made me so happy.
then one day It was on a Sunday, the 8th of July, me and Joe had been basically seeing each other from the end of May by this point so I wonder what was up, he rang me and was texting me all day, saying how much he wanted to see me and he really wanted me to go down to Weston. so I worked out train times so I could go and see him for a few hours.
I hopped on a train and he met me at the train station, we walked to Weston beach, we sat on the rocks for about an hour, just chatting laughing, taking our first pictures together and so on. then he looked at me all serious so I said 'what's wrong?' then he came out with 'jade... I really want to be together, do you wanna be?' In my head I was like 'OMFGOMFGOMFG' hahaha! I was like 'yeeeees'. I was so happy it was 'official' in though, it kinda was anyway in our world ;)
so I got a phone call while I was at work and it was Joe, he never rang me at work so I answered straight away. he sounded really really upset, I asked what was wrong and he told me that he had some bad news. he told me that his family were moving to swindon in a few weeks, his mum wanted to make things work with his step-dad Danny and he wanted to go with her to do whatever made her happy.
he got me to promise things was going to be alright. he said that he still wanted to be together as I was the best thing to happen to him. He didn't wanna let me go, even though it was gonna be long distance he said he knew that it was going to work because he was falling for me. I was positive things were gonna work, I knew they would. we had a strong relationship.
The end of the month came, when Joe was moving. I was in tears that day as I knew I wouldn't see him for a while.
I was in the process of moving back in with my mum, he was helping out with the house in Swindon.
Joe got a job working nights up in Swindon so I hardly spoke to him but when we did have time to speak or when we were both awake, we made the most of it. he'd text me goodnight while he was working, he said good morning to me when he finished work and goodnight from him.
Although we hardly spoke, we still made time for each other.
we seen each other as much as we could.
we had been having a long distance relationship for about 5 months now and my mum asked me if I wanted joe to move in. I said it was completely up to her as it was her house, she said she wanted him to, her and Joe got on so well and she loved him to pieces. he used to come and stay for weeks at a time when he wasn't working and when he lost that job, he stayed for three weeks and that's when she asked, just after he went home.
I rang Joe and spoke to him about it, he was having problems at home as it was, there wasn't enough bedrooms so it was a squeeze and he was sleeping on the sofa.
He said yes about moving in so we organise to go pick him and all his stuff up. by November he was living with us, we hadn't even been together a year but things went well.
I actually conceived in November(lol) Things went amazingly while Joe lived with us, he got along with everyone in my family.
I found out I was pregnant on December 18th, right before Christmas.
Joe was scared, I was scared.
but we were prepared for anything, we were strong we knew we could cope.
we went through the whole pregnancy together, he stuck by my side, he only ever missed one scan and that was because he was working and they refused to let him have the time off, unfortunately the scan he missed was the scan where I found out Samuel was a boy. 8 rang him as soon as I got out of the scan room, the signal was crap and I said 'we're having a' and the phone cut off so he rang back and he was like 'what are we havingggg' I said a boy and he nearly started crying on the phone, he was over the moon! As was I!
My labour, he was perfect. I couldn't of asked for a better birth partner, he had to take it in turns with my mum because he hated seeing me in so much pain that it was upsetting him so he left the room for abit, he wouldn't of left if I didn't have my mum there. I thought it was cute though, as soon as Samuel came out, him and my mum sobbed like little girls, obviously I did too but it was so cute. I remember him wrapping his arms around me and saying 'I'm so proud of you beautiful, you done so well' :)
now 7 months on, we have our own house, a perfectly happy, beautiful, 7 month baby. Joe is working, we have a roof over our head, food in our bellies and we're warm at night.
I'm not buttering anything up, me and Joe argue yes, we've gone through stages where we argue a hell of a lot. but who cares, all couples do. If anything it's made us a stronger couple, we can come through anything together, we're always there for each other and when I'm upset or down, he is the most supportive person.
I admit, I can be a bitch to him sometimes, I sit and think he deserves better at times but we deserve each other.
he's not just my boyfriend, he's my bestfriend, my rock, and my soul mate. I love him more now than every before. I love him to the moon and back.
I couldn't ask for a better boyfriend and for a better father for my child.
he is the most amazing daddy to Samuel and Samuel thinks the world of his daddy, he loves him so much.
he is the most gorgeous, caring, kind, cuddly man I've ever met and I love him more than I can put into words.
I can't wait to marry my sexy bastard of a boyfriend and I can't wait to create more tiny humans with him. ;)
in other words, I LOVE YOU JOSEPH RICHARD DAVID DREW <3
thank-you for reading, hope you enjoyed it :)
Jade-Louise x
Wednesday, 26 February 2014
Being a young mum.
I fell pregnant at only 17 years old and I was 18 years old less than two months before I had Samuel. so I was young, I'm still young. I'm only gonna be 19 this year with a one year old!
it is tough being a young mum but it's going to be tough no matter what age you are,
just because you're older, doesn't mean you have it any easier with having a child.
We all have the labour granted some are easier than others but we all still go through it. we all still have the sleepless nights, the days where they're clingy, they won't stop crying etc..
having a child in General is hard work! I'm not gonna make it sound like it's any harder for me because I'm sure there's 40 year olds out there who have an almost 7 month old baby aswell and it's just as hard for them.
I hate seeing people that are as young as 13 'trying' for a baby, you're practically just a teenager. wait until you're older you have a job and can support that child. having a baby will not make your partner stay with you forever. most teenagers nowadays have their parents to support them because they're too young to even go out and get a job.
It's not their responsibility.
Me and Joe thought everything was going to be fine as I had a job, he had one lined up. it doesn't always work out as planned though, I lost my job, he done a months trial and lost his job.
My mum had to buy the rest of the things I needed for Samuel, we bought a lot but not everything.
I HATED having to rely on my mum to buy MY child things because I couldn't afford to. it made me feel awful, I was incredibly grateful but it's not the point.
we have now been supporting Samuel off our own backs since he was born and I feel amazing about it. not having to rely on anyone. it's the best feeling.
having a baby doesn't make a relationship any better, it doesn't make it all perfect because you now have a child together.
trust me, me and Joe have argued a lot since having Samuel but it's made us stronger. there has been times where we've found it too difficult. if we've both not had any sleep because of Samuel then we snap at each other when it's not needed but we apologise and get on with it.
Relationships can be difficult too. especially with having a child.
I have practically no mummy friends up here, I don't know anyone around my area. all my friends talk and post about are getting drunk and going out all weekend all the time. I'm a stay at home mum, I wouldn't change it for the world and I certainly would rather stay at home and cuddle up with my boys than go out drinking but you have to act older than you actually are.
I'm 18, I pay bills, look after my child, make sure there's food on the table, everyone has clean clothes etc. Would you want to be doing all that at 18?
take into consideration how much having a baby will change your whole life! it's not just an accessory to leave in the care of anyone when you go out. They will be your responsibility, you would of bought them into this world.
don't get me wrong, I'm not bitching or moaning because I'm a young mum, I'm simply staying take into consideration things before young girls try for a baby and bring an innocent babies life into the world without being able to support the child.
I wouldn't change my life for the world now. I absolutely love it and watching the baby that grew inside me for 9 months, has so far been incredible. watching how much they learn in such a short time. it's beyond amazing :)
I was made to be a mother, and I'm a freaking amazing young mum!
I don't listen to what anyone else says because they don't see my everyday life, how I raise Samuel so what they say about how I parent doesn't bother me because they don't know me.
thanks for reading.
Jade-Louise x
it is tough being a young mum but it's going to be tough no matter what age you are,
just because you're older, doesn't mean you have it any easier with having a child.
We all have the labour granted some are easier than others but we all still go through it. we all still have the sleepless nights, the days where they're clingy, they won't stop crying etc..
having a child in General is hard work! I'm not gonna make it sound like it's any harder for me because I'm sure there's 40 year olds out there who have an almost 7 month old baby aswell and it's just as hard for them.
I hate seeing people that are as young as 13 'trying' for a baby, you're practically just a teenager. wait until you're older you have a job and can support that child. having a baby will not make your partner stay with you forever. most teenagers nowadays have their parents to support them because they're too young to even go out and get a job.
It's not their responsibility.
Me and Joe thought everything was going to be fine as I had a job, he had one lined up. it doesn't always work out as planned though, I lost my job, he done a months trial and lost his job.
My mum had to buy the rest of the things I needed for Samuel, we bought a lot but not everything.
I HATED having to rely on my mum to buy MY child things because I couldn't afford to. it made me feel awful, I was incredibly grateful but it's not the point.
we have now been supporting Samuel off our own backs since he was born and I feel amazing about it. not having to rely on anyone. it's the best feeling.
having a baby doesn't make a relationship any better, it doesn't make it all perfect because you now have a child together.
trust me, me and Joe have argued a lot since having Samuel but it's made us stronger. there has been times where we've found it too difficult. if we've both not had any sleep because of Samuel then we snap at each other when it's not needed but we apologise and get on with it.
Relationships can be difficult too. especially with having a child.
I have practically no mummy friends up here, I don't know anyone around my area. all my friends talk and post about are getting drunk and going out all weekend all the time. I'm a stay at home mum, I wouldn't change it for the world and I certainly would rather stay at home and cuddle up with my boys than go out drinking but you have to act older than you actually are.
I'm 18, I pay bills, look after my child, make sure there's food on the table, everyone has clean clothes etc. Would you want to be doing all that at 18?
take into consideration how much having a baby will change your whole life! it's not just an accessory to leave in the care of anyone when you go out. They will be your responsibility, you would of bought them into this world.
don't get me wrong, I'm not bitching or moaning because I'm a young mum, I'm simply staying take into consideration things before young girls try for a baby and bring an innocent babies life into the world without being able to support the child.
I wouldn't change my life for the world now. I absolutely love it and watching the baby that grew inside me for 9 months, has so far been incredible. watching how much they learn in such a short time. it's beyond amazing :)
I was made to be a mother, and I'm a freaking amazing young mum!
I don't listen to what anyone else says because they don't see my everyday life, how I raise Samuel so what they say about how I parent doesn't bother me because they don't know me.
thanks for reading.
Jade-Louise x
Tuesday, 25 February 2014
My labour story.
It all started on the 2nd of August at 4am when I got up out of bed to go to the toilet when a gush of water came out and being pregnant, straight away I thought I had wet myself just because I was 37 weeks & 2 days pregnant. I woke Joe up and the water kept coming so I said I thought my waters were going, he told me to wake up my mum and see what she thought.
I went into my mum and woke her up, she said that my waters were definitely going. I was in shock, no way did I expect to be having him early, I was convinced that I was going over due!
after the shock of knowing my waters had gone, I rang the hospital to let them know that my waters had gone and that I wasn't getting any contractions just yet so they told me to try get some sleep. I managed to get an hours sleep and woke up at 5am with some mild contractions, didn't really think anything of them other than they were uncomfortable.
I went downstairs and started bouncing on my exercise ball to try and progress things a bit more. nothing was happening just mild contractions still, this was after about an hour or so of bouncing. I tried to relax but I was so excited that I was finally going to be meeting my baby boy soon. I woke Joe and we stayed up talking for a bit and my mum came in to make sure I was alright.
Throughout the day, my contractions were getting stronger and stronger. 3pm came along of Friday and my contractions were hurting quite a lot but not that I couldn't handle them, they were about 4 minutes apart and lasting for about 30/40 seconds. I rang the hospital to let them know what was going on, I got told to keep them updated because of my waters going, as they'd have to book me in to be induced if I didn't progress in 24-48 hours.
they told me to come in so I could be examined and they could see if I was actually dilating.
I went into the hospital, got examined near enough straight away. I was told I was 1cm dilated after being in labour for almost 12 hours.
They sent me home and said to wait it out for a while.
off home I went, I just felt uncomfortable and wanted things to progress, I wanted my baby boy in my arms already.
my contractions got stronger and closer together, I tried to sleep, didn't happen so I was just walking about and bouncing on my ball for the rest of Friday.
Early hours of Saturday morning came along about 1am, I was nearly in tears because my contractions were so bad.
I rang the hospital to be told I couldn't come in as there were no spaces in labour and delivery so they sent me to a different one.
we drove all the way to be told that I can't be examined as my waters had been gone for nearly 24 hours so there was a high risk of infection.
they examined my belly and how I was reacting to my contractions, I was dealing with them quite well at this point. so they sent me home because they didn't think I was having strong enough contractions to be in established labour.
they also told me that they thought I was going to have a dry labour as my waters had stopped leaking. where my waters had gone, my belly went down loads and I could see the shape of Samuel, they measured my belly and Samuel was only measuring 34weeks so they were really worried that he was going to be diddy.
So off home I went again, I was getting so fed up and frustrated. I just wanted to have my baby boy and the pains to be over with. we were home by 3am, I couldn't sleep because of the pains(obviously). 5am came and went, it had been 24 hours since my contractions had started, i was getting so upset because it was taking so long.
6am came and I had to call the hospital, I was in tears because my contractions were awful, they were lasting at least a minute each and they were coming every 3-4 minutes.
They told me to come in right away, we got to the hospital by half 6.
I had to have Samuel monitored for 10 minutes because he wasn't moving and they had to keep an eye on my contractions so I was in a separate room. after that I was sent to labour and delivery, as soon as I got in there, they examined me, to be told, guess what!? I was only 1-2cm dilated! after 26 hours in labour!
The midwife told me that my cervix was in the wrong place and I had been having really strong contractions for the past 20 hours for it to try and move round so I could dilate properly. it was a really long process.
I was suppose to be being induced at 9am so they wasn't too worried.
An hour went by so it was about 7am and I'd had enough.
They offered me pethedin so I said yes, I didn't even feel them give it to me! it was awful, didn't take the edge of the pain or anything, it just made me feel drunk.
at 9am they examined me again and I was only 3cm dilated at 29 hours of labour!
they told me that because I was 'progressing' on my own that they was gonna hold off the induction and they'd leave me to see if I would progress some more. I was fuming!!
obviously the other midwife didn't agree because half hour later, so about half 9 some woman came in to put the needle in my hand ready for the hormone drip to speed my dilation up, they thought I was lacking a hormone in my body for labour and that's why my cervix wasn't getting into the right position.
they came in at 10am with the hormone drip. they topped it up every half hour, the highest it got to was 18.0.
I started on gas and air at about 2pm by this point my contractions were horrible, I was constantly crying, I was telling my mum that I didn't think I could do it, I was asking her to make it stop.
4pm came along and I told the midwife I needed to go on my back and push(they had me on my side for 4 hours, I can't remember why but I think it was Samuel was stressed while I was on my back) I kept telling them and they were saying 'no, no, no, you don't need to push' apparently (I don't remember this) but I threw the gas and air thing across the room, I threw the blanket across the bed and went onto my back and started pushing.
I made one noise in labour my mum said which was 'ow, ow, ow' when his head was coming out.
It took me 10minutes to be able to get on my back and start pushing because the midwives wouldn't let me.
After 12 minutes of pushing at 4.22pm my beautiful baby boy came into this world, weighing a tiny 5lb 12oz, a full head of blonde hair and the most beautiful little squishy face. after 36 hours of labour, he was totally worth every second and I would do it all over again if I had to. :)
He's now going to be 7 months old on the 3rd of March and I still remember my labour like it was yesterday. :)
Hope you enjoyed reading my labour story!
thanks for reading.
Jade-Louise x
I went into my mum and woke her up, she said that my waters were definitely going. I was in shock, no way did I expect to be having him early, I was convinced that I was going over due!
after the shock of knowing my waters had gone, I rang the hospital to let them know that my waters had gone and that I wasn't getting any contractions just yet so they told me to try get some sleep. I managed to get an hours sleep and woke up at 5am with some mild contractions, didn't really think anything of them other than they were uncomfortable.
I went downstairs and started bouncing on my exercise ball to try and progress things a bit more. nothing was happening just mild contractions still, this was after about an hour or so of bouncing. I tried to relax but I was so excited that I was finally going to be meeting my baby boy soon. I woke Joe and we stayed up talking for a bit and my mum came in to make sure I was alright.
Throughout the day, my contractions were getting stronger and stronger. 3pm came along of Friday and my contractions were hurting quite a lot but not that I couldn't handle them, they were about 4 minutes apart and lasting for about 30/40 seconds. I rang the hospital to let them know what was going on, I got told to keep them updated because of my waters going, as they'd have to book me in to be induced if I didn't progress in 24-48 hours.
they told me to come in so I could be examined and they could see if I was actually dilating.
I went into the hospital, got examined near enough straight away. I was told I was 1cm dilated after being in labour for almost 12 hours.
They sent me home and said to wait it out for a while.
off home I went, I just felt uncomfortable and wanted things to progress, I wanted my baby boy in my arms already.
my contractions got stronger and closer together, I tried to sleep, didn't happen so I was just walking about and bouncing on my ball for the rest of Friday.
Early hours of Saturday morning came along about 1am, I was nearly in tears because my contractions were so bad.
I rang the hospital to be told I couldn't come in as there were no spaces in labour and delivery so they sent me to a different one.
we drove all the way to be told that I can't be examined as my waters had been gone for nearly 24 hours so there was a high risk of infection.
they examined my belly and how I was reacting to my contractions, I was dealing with them quite well at this point. so they sent me home because they didn't think I was having strong enough contractions to be in established labour.
they also told me that they thought I was going to have a dry labour as my waters had stopped leaking. where my waters had gone, my belly went down loads and I could see the shape of Samuel, they measured my belly and Samuel was only measuring 34weeks so they were really worried that he was going to be diddy.
So off home I went again, I was getting so fed up and frustrated. I just wanted to have my baby boy and the pains to be over with. we were home by 3am, I couldn't sleep because of the pains(obviously). 5am came and went, it had been 24 hours since my contractions had started, i was getting so upset because it was taking so long.
6am came and I had to call the hospital, I was in tears because my contractions were awful, they were lasting at least a minute each and they were coming every 3-4 minutes.
They told me to come in right away, we got to the hospital by half 6.
I had to have Samuel monitored for 10 minutes because he wasn't moving and they had to keep an eye on my contractions so I was in a separate room. after that I was sent to labour and delivery, as soon as I got in there, they examined me, to be told, guess what!? I was only 1-2cm dilated! after 26 hours in labour!
The midwife told me that my cervix was in the wrong place and I had been having really strong contractions for the past 20 hours for it to try and move round so I could dilate properly. it was a really long process.
I was suppose to be being induced at 9am so they wasn't too worried.
An hour went by so it was about 7am and I'd had enough.
They offered me pethedin so I said yes, I didn't even feel them give it to me! it was awful, didn't take the edge of the pain or anything, it just made me feel drunk.
at 9am they examined me again and I was only 3cm dilated at 29 hours of labour!
they told me that because I was 'progressing' on my own that they was gonna hold off the induction and they'd leave me to see if I would progress some more. I was fuming!!
obviously the other midwife didn't agree because half hour later, so about half 9 some woman came in to put the needle in my hand ready for the hormone drip to speed my dilation up, they thought I was lacking a hormone in my body for labour and that's why my cervix wasn't getting into the right position.
they came in at 10am with the hormone drip. they topped it up every half hour, the highest it got to was 18.0.
I started on gas and air at about 2pm by this point my contractions were horrible, I was constantly crying, I was telling my mum that I didn't think I could do it, I was asking her to make it stop.
4pm came along and I told the midwife I needed to go on my back and push(they had me on my side for 4 hours, I can't remember why but I think it was Samuel was stressed while I was on my back) I kept telling them and they were saying 'no, no, no, you don't need to push' apparently (I don't remember this) but I threw the gas and air thing across the room, I threw the blanket across the bed and went onto my back and started pushing.
I made one noise in labour my mum said which was 'ow, ow, ow' when his head was coming out.
It took me 10minutes to be able to get on my back and start pushing because the midwives wouldn't let me.
After 12 minutes of pushing at 4.22pm my beautiful baby boy came into this world, weighing a tiny 5lb 12oz, a full head of blonde hair and the most beautiful little squishy face. after 36 hours of labour, he was totally worth every second and I would do it all over again if I had to. :)
He's now going to be 7 months old on the 3rd of March and I still remember my labour like it was yesterday. :)
Hope you enjoyed reading my labour story!
thanks for reading.
Jade-Louise x
Getting To Know Me.
Hello and welcome to my very first blog.
my full name is Jade-Louise Shearer. I am 18 years old, I private rent a three bedroom house and I live with my boyfriend, Joe and my son, Samuel. we have a kitty named Django and we're getting another cat soon. :)
I'm the eldest of 5. there is me (18) Joshua (16) Aidan (14) Sinead (10) Ethan (4)
I loved growing up in a big family and having lots of brothers and a sister to play with but sometimes it was hard. I always had to set an example because I was the eldest.
my mum and dad spilt when I was 14 nearly 15. it broke my heart but I got over it. it really messed up my last year of school, so I had shit grades, I was so upset because I worked so hard.
at only 15 I went into a deep depression, I'd lock myself in my bedroom, hardly speak to anyone, I never left the house unless I had to go to school. it was awful. my mum was worried about me and organised for me to see a councillor. it helped a HELL of a lot. I'm still to this day so grateful that she done that for me. I was depressed for about a year and I started getting better.
me and my mum are like bestfriends, not just mother and daughter. I tell her everything, I don't think there's one thing that I haven't ever told her. I know I can go to her about absolutely anything and she'll be there for me no matter what.
my dad on the other hand, I don't see very much of at all. I've never had a close relationship with my dad and I don't think I ever will. after everything he's put my mum through, I just can't seem to forgive him. (But that's another story).
so I finished school with crap grades but still managed to get into college to study health and social care. I went for a few months and drop out because I wanted to change course but never enrolled back.
after college I found myself a job looking after three children from 9-6, 5 days a week. it was a hard job, but I love it. the kids I worked with were amazing. I was working for Maggie( the mother) for at least a year and a half.
So on December 18th, I found out I was pregnant.
my mum kept telling me 'you're pregnant' 'will you please take a test, I've got a proper strange feeling that you are pregnant'
I went out and bought a test and it was positive. I went out and bought two more, they were still positive. I was in complete shock as Samuel wasn't planned, me and Joe had only been together four short months and we were still getting to know each other as it was. let alone to have a child together, Joe also had a child from a previous relationship so it shocked him quite a bit.
anyway, we never once thought about abortion. I wouldn't of been able to put myself through that, I mean I had a job, Joe had one lined up so everything would be okay.
I got a phonecall in January I was 12 weeks pregnant at this point, my boss told me that ever since I found out I was pregnant my priorities change. (WELL DUH I HAD A HUMAN GROWING IN MA BELLY) Anyway, she told me that I could work for a few more weeks and then she didn't want me there anymore. I was so upset as I loved that job and I had a child to prepare for so I was extremely worried. when I was around 20 weeks pregnant job had a months trial for the job he had lined up, it was brilliant, amazing pay, good hours. it was perfect.
after the month was up, they didn't want Joe working there anymore because him and the boss didn't get along. we were beyond worried by this point. we had got most of what we needed but there was still quite a lot we had to get.
neither of us were working, we were living under my mums roof. my mum stepped up and bought literally everything else we needed for Samuel, I'm so thankful that I have her. if I didn't then Samuel wouldn't of had hardly anything when he was a newborn. I love her to pieces.
we were well prepared for Samuel when I was 34 weeks, we had everything!
My waters broke at 4-' on the 2nd of August when I was 37 weeks + 2 days pregnant. (Labour story will write another blog about).
after 36 hours of labour, we finally met our perfect little 5lb 12oz little baby boy.
we lived with my mum for 5 weeks after Samuel was born, it was amazing to have all the help that we got.
Then on the 1st of September we moved into our house that we're living in now, we've now been here for nearly 6 months. Samuel is nearly 7 months and we couldn't be happier.
Joe is working at screw fix which is just down the road so it's perfect. good hours too. :)
I'm a stay at home mum for now but I'm looking for work, I'm only going to be working weekends so it goes with Joe's hours.
I hope you enjoyed reading abit more about me that none of you apart from personal friends would of known!
Thanks for reading.
Jade-Louise x
my full name is Jade-Louise Shearer. I am 18 years old, I private rent a three bedroom house and I live with my boyfriend, Joe and my son, Samuel. we have a kitty named Django and we're getting another cat soon. :)
I'm the eldest of 5. there is me (18) Joshua (16) Aidan (14) Sinead (10) Ethan (4)
I loved growing up in a big family and having lots of brothers and a sister to play with but sometimes it was hard. I always had to set an example because I was the eldest.
my mum and dad spilt when I was 14 nearly 15. it broke my heart but I got over it. it really messed up my last year of school, so I had shit grades, I was so upset because I worked so hard.
at only 15 I went into a deep depression, I'd lock myself in my bedroom, hardly speak to anyone, I never left the house unless I had to go to school. it was awful. my mum was worried about me and organised for me to see a councillor. it helped a HELL of a lot. I'm still to this day so grateful that she done that for me. I was depressed for about a year and I started getting better.
me and my mum are like bestfriends, not just mother and daughter. I tell her everything, I don't think there's one thing that I haven't ever told her. I know I can go to her about absolutely anything and she'll be there for me no matter what.
my dad on the other hand, I don't see very much of at all. I've never had a close relationship with my dad and I don't think I ever will. after everything he's put my mum through, I just can't seem to forgive him. (But that's another story).
so I finished school with crap grades but still managed to get into college to study health and social care. I went for a few months and drop out because I wanted to change course but never enrolled back.
after college I found myself a job looking after three children from 9-6, 5 days a week. it was a hard job, but I love it. the kids I worked with were amazing. I was working for Maggie( the mother) for at least a year and a half.
So on December 18th, I found out I was pregnant.
my mum kept telling me 'you're pregnant' 'will you please take a test, I've got a proper strange feeling that you are pregnant'
I went out and bought a test and it was positive. I went out and bought two more, they were still positive. I was in complete shock as Samuel wasn't planned, me and Joe had only been together four short months and we were still getting to know each other as it was. let alone to have a child together, Joe also had a child from a previous relationship so it shocked him quite a bit.
anyway, we never once thought about abortion. I wouldn't of been able to put myself through that, I mean I had a job, Joe had one lined up so everything would be okay.
I got a phonecall in January I was 12 weeks pregnant at this point, my boss told me that ever since I found out I was pregnant my priorities change. (WELL DUH I HAD A HUMAN GROWING IN MA BELLY) Anyway, she told me that I could work for a few more weeks and then she didn't want me there anymore. I was so upset as I loved that job and I had a child to prepare for so I was extremely worried. when I was around 20 weeks pregnant job had a months trial for the job he had lined up, it was brilliant, amazing pay, good hours. it was perfect.
after the month was up, they didn't want Joe working there anymore because him and the boss didn't get along. we were beyond worried by this point. we had got most of what we needed but there was still quite a lot we had to get.
neither of us were working, we were living under my mums roof. my mum stepped up and bought literally everything else we needed for Samuel, I'm so thankful that I have her. if I didn't then Samuel wouldn't of had hardly anything when he was a newborn. I love her to pieces.
we were well prepared for Samuel when I was 34 weeks, we had everything!
My waters broke at 4-' on the 2nd of August when I was 37 weeks + 2 days pregnant. (Labour story will write another blog about).
after 36 hours of labour, we finally met our perfect little 5lb 12oz little baby boy.
we lived with my mum for 5 weeks after Samuel was born, it was amazing to have all the help that we got.
Then on the 1st of September we moved into our house that we're living in now, we've now been here for nearly 6 months. Samuel is nearly 7 months and we couldn't be happier.
Joe is working at screw fix which is just down the road so it's perfect. good hours too. :)
I'm a stay at home mum for now but I'm looking for work, I'm only going to be working weekends so it goes with Joe's hours.
I hope you enjoyed reading abit more about me that none of you apart from personal friends would of known!
Thanks for reading.
Jade-Louise x
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