Early this morning our amazing third child made his speedy arrival a week early. Around midnight intense contractions started 10 minutes apart. Being number three I wanted to stay at home as long as possible before heading to the hospital. I spoke with a midwife at 3am who told me if I was managing okay to stay at home until the contractions were 5 minutes apart. I had been walking through each contraction up and down the hallway.
At 5am I mentioned to my husband I should probably call the midwife again as it seemed the intense contractions were around 5 minutes apart. I was told to come into the hopsital, which was only a few minutes drive away. We rang our friends to come and stay with our other two sleeping children. Our friends arrived and after waiting a moment ’til a contraction eased my husband and I headed to the hospital. On our way to the hospital a police vehicle didn’t give way and my husband had to swerve around it. Not the added shock I needed!
In my mind I was thinking it would be quite a few hours before the baby was born. During this pregnancy it had been discovered that the umbilical cord was a 2 cord vessel instead of 3. Extra growth scans were needed and they showed the baby was developing perfectly and at the correct size. Due to the 2 cord vessel the baby needed to be monitored during labour. As soon as I arrived at the hospital around 5.15am I was hooked up to heart rate monitors which instantly increased the intensity of the contracts and pain. Around 6am I mentioned to the midwife it would be nice to know how far along I was – especially if I was for example at the halfway mark. I had been given some gas to start using through the contractions. The midwife turned it up as far as it could go but it wasn’t really having any effect. The midwife was extremely surprised to discover I was almost fully dilated and the baby was ready to come.
After only an hour at the hospital our beautiful little son was born. It all happened much faster than our other two babies that I didn’t have to time process, and the whole thing was honestly a bit of a shock – a good one though. Am glad everything went quickly and smoothly. It was nice to look back and realise I didn’t have any pain medication with this birth and the strength in me that helped bring our baby into this world. I was thanking God during the whole process and not trying to focus on the pain at all but only on getting through each contraction.
Our son was born a week early and the smallest in size and weight compared to his older sister and brother. I had often heard that the more children you have the larger they are. Was nice to have another small baby. He can grow bigger now he’s out.
My husband went home and brought our other two children in to meet their baby brother later in the day. They were besotted and wanted to hold him and give him kisses. Mr Mischief turned 2 only ten days ago and we were wondering how he would go at no longer being the ‘baby’ in the family. He instantly bonded with his brother and kept asking for his turn to hold him. It was like a protective side in him rose up and he wanted to keep him close the whole time. I can see them being best buds as they grow up. It’s nice having the two boys the closest in age.
We all melt over this new addition to our family. He completes us and our heart expands with love the instant he’s placed in our arms. He loves his sleep and is a quiet laid back little man, only really making a fuss when he’s hungry. He was given injections at birth and didn’t cry at all. You woudn’t have thought he’d even had any injections. The little trooper. We are so blessed to have him in our family.



































