What a bloody month… October has been, by far, the most painful month in my life!
Best. Thing. Ever!
If you know me well enough, then you will know I’m easily impressed. As my pregnancy has progressed, I’ve experienced hot flushes on a daily basis – I get no warning whatsoever, my head just suddenly feels like its on fire, its horrible!
Anyway, as the weather has started to get colder, I didn’t want to be using our big fan as much as I had over the summer. Ages ago, I can’t remember where I saw it but someone had been given a neckband fan, and I thought about getting one.
Oh. My. God. Honestly, it’s the best thing since sliced bread. It has 2 fans, one on each end, and they light up! Even my 2 year old niece was fascinated by it and kept saying “It’s amazing!” It has 3 speed settings, 3 changing colours and lasts for several hours. So good for £13!
Undercover Superhero Turned 2
Wasn’t it like yesterday that Undercover Superhero turned 1? Bugger me, that went quick! Here’s to the third one!
Little Avenger’s Last Growth Scan
As always, I get excited about seeing our Little Avenger on a scan, but I was a little sad about this one… it would be her last growth scan. At her first growth scan, back in late August, she weighed 2lbs 10oz. At her second growth scan, around the middle of September, she weighed 3lbs 10oz.
Her third, and final growth scan was on the 12th of October, so 3 weeks between her second and third scan. Do you know how much her estimated weight was? I’ll tell you..
5lbs 11oz! The little chunk!
Side note: My bump has continued to grow since and I have no idea as to guessing how much she will weigh when she’s born.
We also, finally, got to meet the man who will be performing the c-section. He seemed lovely, and was reassuring so that was good. He told us, (well, he told Ewan, then Ewan relayed to me), that they have 3 plans in place. Plan A is to have an epidural.
If that doesn’t work/take effect, then they will go to Plan B, which I cannot remember what it is. If that doesn’t work, then Plan C is for me to be under general anaesthetic for the c-section BUT Plan C is what they are trying to avoid due to me contracting bilateral pneumonia after general anaesthetic two years ago.
So, fingers crossed that there aren’t any problems with the epidural!
Pregnancy With A Disability
My lovely friend, Hannah, from Hannah’s Hope, asked me if I would like to be featured on her podcast (for one of her journalism assignments).
When Hannah first asked me, I was rather confused as to how it would work, with my hearing loss, surely this would be difficult? That’s where the beauty of recordings and editing comes in!
Hannah sent me questions via email then Ewan recorded me answering them. It was as easy as that! I’m not good at answering questions spontaneously – a test recording proved this as I kept saying “Erm…” a lot when trying to think of how to answer a question.
I decided it was a good idea to write down my answers which I could then read from. Also, I sent a copy to Hannah so that A) She could use it as a transcript and B) Double check what I had said incase anything was misheard.
Anyway, it turned out really well! If you’d like to listen to the podcast or read the transcript then you can head over to Hannah’s blog and learn about my experience, Pregnancy with a Disability.
Got Baby Brain Bad
I know I can be forgetful at times, who isn’t? But damn, I had a bad case of baby brain! I think my brain has resumed its average forgetfulness… but I can’t say for certain.
36 Week Midwife Appointment
I was a bit emotional just before our appointment – insomnia, back pain, PGP (Pelvic Girdle Pain) was hitting me like a tonne of bricks. I was starting to feel like admitting defeat at this point (before anyone starts worrying, I mean admitting defeat as in just holding my hands up and saying “I can’t do this anymore”).
This was a routine appointment and a catch up of what had happened since our last appointment. Not much to report, although it was comical knowing Ewan was definitely listening to every single word once a certain topic started being discussed.
How to stimulate my boobs ready for breastfeeding…
Our midwife told us what to do and gave us a little pack (harvesting I think it was called) which would store any milk that I may produce when stimulating my boobs.
We both knew this was something that Ewan would have to do due to my poor grip… so he was pleased!
We got to hear Little Avenger’s heartbeat again, still strong as ever. Love our little Thumper so much! Our next appointment would be in 2 weeks time (which is very close to the date of my c-section!), but as our midwife could see how much pain I was in, she said we could cancel if needed (I just hoped my new car would arrive in time!)
36 Week Bump Photo
I feel huge! Enough said.
Too Many Pricks In One Day
I was due to have my B12 injection, which I have every 12 weeks. I was also advised to have the flu jab, to protect both me and Little Avenger. I was hoping to have both jabs on the same day so it would save an extra trip, but I wasn’t sure if it was safe to have both on the same day.
Turned out it is completely safe as the nurse came out to the car with both injections (I had to stay in the car as my back was in agony and nurses can come out to those who are disabled or classed as most vulnerable to reduce any risks, like avoiding waiting rooms, etc).
I was absolutely petrified of having the flu jab, mainly because I’ve never had it before plus I was worried about any side effects. I really need to be more relaxed about things because it was absolutely fine and I’ve had no side effects.
Then in the evening I had the injection I’ve been having since 13 weeks, which prevent blood clots. 3 pricks in one day… Ay, ay, ay!
Got A Date For My New Car
Eeeeek! My new car would be delivered on the 30th of this month. Gosh, I’m so excited!
I mentioned in my opening paragraph that this month has been the most painful month in my life. I’m not exaggerating. A combination of PGP, lower back pain, my left rib (as that was Little Avenger’s favourite side) all became too much that I was starting to forget what not being in pain was like.
I either spent my days trying to catch up on sleep or in tears. I really did struggle.
It doesn’t feel like 4 years, but sadly it is. Not a day goes by where I don’t think about you Millie.
A Pain Free Day
Was I dreaming? Nope! During the entire month of October, I had one pain free day, albeit I spent majority of the day napping, it was quite nice. The next day though, boy did everything come back with a vengeance!
One week prior to my c-section I needed to have a pre-op assessment. At this point, I was 37 weeks and 2 days pregnant. So… heavily pregnant, in pain and knowing I would have to contend with 2 journey’s (there and back) to the hospital, in a small Clio… I was dreading it.
Thankfully, the journey there wasn’t so bad. Ewan and I waited for quite a while before I was called to have my obs checked. All OK and then the nurse started reeling off a load of questions from a sheet. Fortunately, Ewan could answer most of them himself otherwise we would have been there twice as longer if he tried to relay every question to me.
One question that Ewan did relay to me was…
‘Do you want to have a teddy with you during the procedure?’
I asked him to repeat himself a couple of times to make sure that’s what he actually asked. I looked at him and raised an eyebrow thinking, ‘did he really just ask me that?’
I’ll admit, I did let out a chuckle and questioned ‘why?’ – thankfully the nurse could see it from my point of view and told Ewan that we’d be surprised at how many mums’ do take a teddy with them. I politely declined the offer and Ewan was then asked a few more questions which didn’t need relaying. Finally, I was given some cotton buds to take samples from my nose and groin area to be tested for MRSA. Ewan got told that we could wait in another room for the person who would be doing my assessment.
While we waited, I turned to Ewan and asked, “Why on earth did she ask if I wanted to take a teddy with me?” To which he replied, “They use the same questions for anyone who is having an operation, kids included. Plus, if a mum already has a child/children then its common for the mum to be given a teddy or something if the kid/s know their mum is going into hospital.”
Well that shut me up! I did feel a little guilty for laughing after he told me that…
A woman then came in the room and introduced herself (I can’t remember her name) and asked if I would prefer her trying to speak directly to me or if Ewan would relay information. As these type of appointments can be ‘information overload’, I decided it was easier if Ewan just relayed the important things to me.
She started going through my file and was making sure everything was correct, and asked any questions that were relevant to what she had read. Ewan told me to smile, open my mouth and move my head up and down, which apparently the doctor could check my airways this way.
She told Ewan about the side effects and risks that come with having an epidural, which Ewan then repeated to me. One of them being nerve damage and my reaction was, “Well, I’ve already got that…” and chuckled. Two other side effects I remember being mentioned were headaches and feeling itchy.
The doctor caught me completely off guard when Ewan relayed a question that she had just asked.
“Do you want Aspirin after the c-section? It will have to be up your bum though as you can’t eat for a couple of hours after the operation.”
My immediate response was, “I beg your pardon?” And looked at him again thinking did he really just ask me that! It was a tough decision to make on the spot, that’s for sure! Apparently, most mums who have a c-section agree to this so that swayed my decision and I agreed.
A bit more was discussed and then the doctor told Ewan that a midwife would come in shortly, and left. While we were waiting, I turned to Ewan and said, “You do realise that my brain has only taken 2 bits of information from this appointment… one being that I could take a teddy with me and two being that I will have Aspirin up my arse…”
Ewan laughed and continued tittering away to himself even when the midwife arrived. You see, I make sure to know the important bits!
The midwife started talking and I noticed her place something on the bed next to me, I thought, ‘Why the hell has she bought a huge tomato with her?’ Then I realised it wasn’t a tomato… it was a knitted boob…
She demonstrated, with the knitted boob, how to stimulate my boobs (which I talked about earlier). Again, Ewan listened so intently. The midwife was just going over information that we already knew. The entire appointment had taken over 2 hours, maybe a little bit longer, so I was quite tired when we got back to the car.
Sitting in my wheelchair for that long, without a break, and then the journey home in a cramped car, completely screwed up my body and I was in agony. I tried to sleep on the way home but I couldn’t settle. Once we got home, Ewan helped me transfer onto my commode, then knelt down so that he was eye-level with me. Why was he looking at me like he was about to tell me bad news…
He must have read my mind as he sighed (he could see how much pain I was in), and said, “The hospital rang on the way home. They forgot to give you steroid injections so they’ve asked for you to go back there tomorrow”. I just sat and cried, I physically couldn’t hack another journey in the small car. I was frustrated, overtired, in pain and I snapped.
“There is absolutely no way I am going back there tomorrow, I just can’t physically do it. Why do I even need steroid injections anyway? This is the first I’ve known about them, nobody has mentioned them before. I need to rest otherwise I will screw up my body even more, so they can wait until after my car arrives on Friday”.
I didn’t know the steroid injections would be for Little Avenger, solely to help her lungs as she would be delivered by a planned c-section. I felt selfish after finding this out, but I really needed to rest otherwise I would have put more strain on my body.
Ewan rang them the following morning, and after finally speaking to someone with an ounce of empathy and actually understood my situation, they said I could have the injections over the weekend. Finally, I could relax a little knowing I had 2 days to rest.
Later on in the day, Mum got a call from the hospital saying that I need to have a Covid test, and so would Ewan, before my c-section. Yes I did get frustrated because it felt like they had left everything until the last minute… Anyway, it was arranged that I would have my test when I went in on the Sunday for the second steroid injection, and Ewan would have his on the Monday.
My New Car Arrived!
On Friday 30th October, my Motability car arrived safe and sound. Everybody, I would like to introduce you to ‘Silver Lining’! Why have I named my car that? Because not only will it help with my recovery from my c-section, it will give me so much more freedom, I can even go out and about in my powered wheelchair! Something which I’ve been wanting to do ever since I received the chair – watch out fellow shoppers, Ami’s out and about!
What a month! Its surreal to think this is my last monthly round up before I become a mum. Can’t get my head around it, its gone way too quick. I just want to thank you all for your support throughout my pregnancy, it has meant the world to me and I really can’t wait to introduce you all to Little Avenger! I hope you’re all ready to be spammed with baby photos next month!
Pssst…. it may be a tad obvious why I’m late uploading this… are you ready to meet a new little superhero?
– Ami 💚