Wyatt Hudson Robert Blandford <3

Wednesday 29th May 2013
Cesarean Section Delivery
7lbs and 6oz

Baby Wyatt Hudson!

Woohoo! Third trimester over! Goodbye pregnancy! Hello motherhood again! Second baby in 14 months and 3 weeks! Crazy! The time has completely flown by and despite this little angel not being a planned bubba he is everything I could ask for in a second child.

My partner isn’t best please as both our children look like me and in turn my father as I look a lot like my dad. His genes are firmly compressed into the finer details that pop up and manifest themselves on various occasions. However he takes great delight that for a while, the baby will have blue eyes. This is his decided contribution!

My birth story is pretty simple really. 39 weeks and 2 days we had our elective LSCS (lower segment cesarean section) planned, booked and arranged from the 36 week mark. We told limited people. This short list included my own mum(freakish worrier, once fainted at an X-ray of my shoulder!), my auntie who would be babysitting my eldest, Landon while we went in to have the baby as my mums not living in the same country and my grandmother does a lot of caring for my great grandmother and a dear friend and her mum who is our go to childminder and will be having him the day after my section (today) to entertain Landon whilst we get discharged!

I’m not sure how many people have wrote their elective birth tales, especially in England their a little less common without real medical background for one. However having lived with lots of other expatriates in Africa the places other people went to have their babies (South Africa, the US and Australia most commonly allowed cesareans to be part of a woman’s choice in the birth choice) and why not! Why shouldn’t you be able to opt for what you think is best for yourself? You can opt for different pain relief in natural labour birthing? Why not a procedure to deliver the baby relatively safely and for myself pain free and a quick recovery.
However I must admit where the procedure will cost extra there should be a willingness to pay as its only right that it will have an impact on the healthcare system detrimentally if everyone opted for a more expensive procedure!

So! 6.30 we got up! (Me and the partner) took showers. Fed and dressed little guy, who was not amused or pleased to be up at such an hour, moreover he was very confused! I didn’t eat or drink anything as it was nil by mouth from midnight prior to the procedure! I also had to take some “ranitidine” basic ant acids to avoid any reflux. We had to be at the hospital for 7.45 bright and early! Luckily it’s walking distance and visible from my housing estate. So we dropped Landon off at my aunts house to play with his two cousins.(my cousins aged 1 and 4) gave kisses goodbye and off we set!

When you arrive at the hospital you make your way to the day surgery ward and wait to be taken into the waiting vestibule/room/cubicled room.

At my hospital there are three “bays” set up with curtains in between ready to prep for surgery. There is no easing you into it. It’s come in. Get baby’s things (first outfit) out and into the wheeled crib and undress yourself and put on the delightful GOWNIE. Yum!

Then come the array of questions and prep! So many questions!!! The anaesthetist comes to pop a cannula into your hand so they can intravenously give fluids and antibiotics during the procedure and then more fluids once out on recovery and back on the ward.

Someone went before us but when it is your turn the anaesthetist takes you into the theatre with sexy surgical stockings on! And a GOWNIE with your bum out! Ha! They then wash the back have you sat upright but haunched over to separate the vertebrae visibly to see where to insert the spinal injection.

You’re then shot with a local anaesthetic so you can’t feel the spinal injection that delivers the block from the ribs down of feeling. The needle is inserted and begins to take affect leaving a lovely warming feeling as you lose sensation from the toes to the ribs.

Then a nurse does the catheter (gross but at least you don’t know it’s happening as you can’t feel it! )

And work begins! This part is a blur some snipping and slicing that obviously I can’t see or really feel anything other than varying pressures and hey presto baby is out! Then the removal of the placenta and stitching back up! Done! Well until the recovery part. Which for me isn’t so bad I tend to deal well with pain and its more stiffness and you get a real awareness of just how much you use your stomach muscles for absolutely everything!! Even something as silly as reaching you become aware of the fact that you’re a little incapacitated.

However baby is here and he’s healthy and happy and has a full head of hair. The heartburn must be old wives tales because this time it was much less severe and this baby has a multitude of hair compared to Landon. We managed to get through three trimesters with no stretch marks! No brown navel pigment line but gained a near 20kg! How evil! It’s all taken in our stride because he’s just so scrummy.

His name! Really wasn’t selected for any major reasons than that we liked it. πŸ™‚ my partner suggested Wyatt. I’ve made him watch the TV show charmed so many times he probably heard it from there although he insists it’s from the cowboy wyatt erp! Robert is after my late dear grandmother who passed a few years ago from cancer aged just 60. She was called Roberta after her father robert πŸ™‚

Here’s some pics of the new guy. He’s already been through 4 outfits!! Little diva! No shortage of fluid escaping either end!









My last day as a mother of one

39 weeks and 3 days is when I delivered Landon via elective c-section.

A lot of people in the UK ask my why this is what I wanted and how did I get one, in reality I’m very practical I like organised events, I like knowing what’s to come and being in control of situations. I’m excellent with pain so that aspect of birth didn’t really bother me about labour, I just didn’t think personally I could deal with the inconvenience. The long hours in labour, the consistent pains, the sweat, the blood, the accidents, the inevitable form of damage downstairs. I praise people for having their children however they imagine is the best scenario. I’m sure my ideal is someone else’s worst nightmare. I also grew up overseas in a community where people chose what country to have their babies in. And in a lot of those countries when we all pay for private healthcare and healthcare insurance it’s a well respected option to arrange a quickie delivery. Or the c-section. I had heard a woman say she was booked in and for no reason and since that moment that was how I knew I would want my babies to arrive. It’s how I thought would be the best for me. And so I’ve stuck with that for this pregnancy rather than opt for a VBAC (vaginal birth after a cesarean). As well as with so many niggles and complications and worries with this pregnancy it’s definitely good to stick with what I know and what is the quickest way to have my little boy here in my arms! I also have such a short gap (not quite 15 months) between births, meaning my scar would be more susceptible to rupture so it’s advisable for less than 18 month gap between c-section and attempted VBAC that another c-section is the prescribed.

I can’t believe that the day to have my little man has come upon us! Obviously I’ve wrote this and not published it wanting to keep the date of wyatt’s arrival secret.

I’m not sure how it feels to love something as much as you love your first child but I can’t wait to share that love and help Landon to adjust to family life as a family of four!

I’m not sure how to go about it as Landon is quite ignorant of other babies but he hasn’t spent a lot of time around one who was taking a lot of time with his mummy. And considering that Landon has never had a stay over away from me overnight and he has barely been babysat I’m sure he’s going to take this harder than kiddos whose mummies are more lenient and share them! I’ve never been good at sharing and I’m just so fussy with how he is looked after so it’s my own fault he relies upon me so much as his main caregiver.

Either way I know nothing about having two kids. All I know is my routine will be essential and I am not taking any crap. My rules whether anyone likes it or not. And certainly no picking up baby when he’s asleep! Ahhhhh I was so relaxed about so much last time but the longer that continues the harder it is to settle into a routine with little one. Nothing like jumping into the deep end

I spent my last day as a mother of one mostly excited, a little bit antsy and not very much nervous, just impatient to not be pregnant anymore. I’m not one of these people who love their bumps. I love what’s inside the bump I’m just not fond on the bump itself. It’s so awkward finding clothes you feel ok in! Then there’s the prodding of the ribs from the inside, something squirming about relentlessly! There’s the sickness and the bowel disruptions. All ladylike ness just tends to fly out of the window. One thing I haven’t done is slowed down. I haven’t had the time to. I’ve been busy with little guy no way this freight train (yup viable size comparison) has time to relax. However this morning I got up got us ready. And then dad got up and mummy went back to bed! I didn’t sleep, I didn’t try I just shut my eyes and had a guilt free lie down watching TV. We then took little man to softplay and made it just in time for our pre-op assessment at the hospital.
Here’s hoping to a quick and safe delivery tomorrow! πŸ™‚



Finally packed my hospital bag

Unlike my usual organised self, I generally have things for big events and celebrations arranged meticulously well ahead of time! I have a collection of by date organised cards for various celebrations throughout the year but packing my hospital bag? Noooo! Couldn’t possibly have that done despite being considered as “full term” at 37 weeks 4 days pregnant!

See below the ready-to-pop shot from earlier this week! Smaller than I was with my Landon but by no means lacking in having plenty of front! Ha!


The Pink Lining Yummy Mummy bag my other half bought me as a going on holiday present in October has been relegated to hospital bag as we’ve moved little boy up to a cute little backpack. I will use it as my changing bag for a while but I’ve got my eye on another Yummy Mummy bag!

Mine can be seen here exclusively available from John Lewis retailers as opposed to the Pink lining site! The bag has been such a godsend, much better than my previous, more expensive Emmaljunga one! Β£79.00 for something I use every day to keep my life in check is a bargain as far as I’m concerned, and despite the instructions suggesting that no washing occur, it has definitely been on a hand wash cycle in my washing machine more than once. Well recommended!

This time for my planned c-section, second one aswell, I know I need a lot less than most labouring mothers whose stay can be inevitably long and the procedure requires a lot less than regular birth where Los of accessories and things are needed prior to the birth, with an elective section it’s pretty much step in hospital, into gown, into theatre and onto a ward with the baby.

I am also being incredibly stubborn, I have never spent a night away from my son, we live around the corner from the hospital, it’s comfortable walking and within sight distance. My aunt will have him during the day and my partner will be back in time to put him to bed after be has come in to give mummy goodnight cuddles and to meet his brother. Then the next day I am coming home. Adamant! My section was such a breeze for me last time I’m quite resilient to pain and discomfort I would much rather be in my own home, a stones throw away from the hospital recovering that way. And just be more obnoxious, I won’t be doing the lying in bed thing feeling sorry for myself. It’ll be bonding time for us all. Although I promise to let the other half do the cleaning and the cooking! May as well take the time to recover hehe!

So in my bag is just really things for the baby for one night/day and post birth goodies for me!


I have 4 baby grows for the little one, all of which are from Marks and Spencer as I love the way the newborn things fit, they’re so soft, generously long and snug around the tummy.



One of the sleep suits is also Marks and Spencer. Their newborn baby “kits” are some of my favourite things from in store. The 7 or 8 piece sets come with a great array of things. This one is a jungle theme, fitting considering where I grew up. It’s so gorgeous I can’t wait to see him in it. That’s available on the retailers website here for just Β£17.00 for the 7 piece starter set.

From M&S I have also bought my muslin squares, we much preferred these to bibs until Landon was weaning onto solids. They were easy to position, mop up and snuggle into all in one. In fact bibs are the one thing we still have left because we rarely used the smaller baby size! And unlike most muslin squares from other retailers M&S’s were a much nicer, softer and kinder material for newborns. As well as coming with a funky design. They’re not on the website but they’re Β£8.00 for five.


The other two little outfits I have chosen are Ralph Lauren numbers. Obviously an avid purchaser for all the family of Ralph Lauren, particularly the children’s wear it had to be done! Landon’s first outfit was Ralph and I would like to think new babies will be too! πŸ™‚ the newborn collection of baby essential wear is sweet because a lot of it is poppers down the front! Which when you have a newborn you discover is so much easier (as are zippered sleep suits) than trying to rive a suit over the babies head. Everyone’s happier all around if it can be fastened around them. I have picked a striped one and a teddy bear print one which was meant for Landon but never arrived in time to be worn before it was too small. As RL is notoriously small fitting. Luckily my friend in the states has been to the outlet and found us the matching blanket to the sleep suit aswell! Sharp making it a contender for first outfit. (As if this is a serious consideration in my head, far too much yummy not enough mummy going on there).




I really wish we had kept some of landons clothes! But the ones we did keep all went into a gorgeous patchwork blanket for him anyway! And I did like buying it all again for new little boy.

In the hospital bag they go along with first place in first outfit stakes. A Hugo boss velour suit. So gorgeous and tiny and the box is to die for (yup, a sucker for packaging!) rather expensive to wear for about two minutes but I really don’t care it’s too cute. And if you can’t spoil your children as you please what other joy will you have in life!



I’m not sure how it works anywhere else but we need nappies for in hospital and wipes if we’re to use them but milk is provided for formula feeders in these handy ready to go bottles that you affix teats onto and cotton wool is also provided to save taking that in.

I will be doing mixed feeding (first time breast! Eek! I’m not going to be feeding once my milk is established I’ll be purely expressing so have invested in a double electric pump but that’s not coming in with me). So his feeds will be bottle except for the first one or two to try get a milk supply going, quite a bit harder with a c-section as its not a natural process that way. It’s a delayed reaction.

For myself I haven’t packed any clothes yet, but I’m expecting to take some shocking granny pants, leggings and slouchy tops to hide the mum pouch! I’ll also be taking some mini toiletries and my contact lens goodies just to see me through to the next day/going home. And as I plan on having no visitors I won’t be needing any cosmetics either! Wahoo!



Lastly I’ll be taking my camera, my phone, my charger and this divine Winnie the Pooh heritage blanket from marks and spencer which is velboa on one side and cotton on the outside and lightly lined. Perfect to keep the new baby warm in the hospital cot.



At this point in my pregnancy we could go at any point! And I would simply go down for an emergency c-section. However my midwife has said his head isn’t even engaged in my pelvis one little bit, he’s still terrorising my navel and ribs! Joy! So there’s no signs of impending labour, even the braxton’s have eased compared to a few weeks ago! We now have our date (top secret of course) and have just got to wait for it to come about to go in and have the baby!!!