Monday, February 05, 2007

Two years ago today...

I know I need to update. It's been an insane few days and so much has happened, but today it's all about the little bug, and I want to get it down... while it's still the fifth.

So, two years ago today, I woke at 10am! Wow, sleep in! Rolled out of bed and headed to the shower. On my way there felt an unusual 'trickle' (I know some of you will know what I mean!) Was VERY surprised by the 'trickle', hand never experienced a 'trickle' before. Stood there for a few seconds, with what I'm sure was a puzzled look on my face before it hit me! Maybe my waters had broken? Surely not. I wasn't due for another 9 days, and NO ONE in either of our families had ever had an early baby. Liam was over a week late, and I was positive this baby wouldn't be comming out for at least another 3 weeks. I wandered around the house for the next hour or so, with Brett constanly asking me "so? Are you in labour?" and me constantly saying "I don't know" LOL. After a while I called the hospital. They helped me decide that I probably was in labour, something I'm sure I did actually know, but was a bit too shocked to actually accept! Mum and Dad had organised a family BBQ for everyone to catch up before I had the bub, and I called her and asked her to come get Liam instead. She was just as surprised to find our bub was making his move early. More talking to the midwives, more chages of plans, and more phonecalls to mums, we decided to pack the bags into the car, and go to mums. When I started to get contractions we'd leave. Half way there I started getting contractions. Good ones, and three minutes appart. As we were heading in the opposite direction to the hospital, we decided to drop Liam and run. Driving down the freeway I kept telling Brett to drive faster, terrified that I'd have the baby on the side of the road... but in my usual style we arrived at hospital, and again, everything stopped. It was around 1.00pm This happened with Liam and they told me to go relax and it would all happen again. With Liam they were able to break my waters to get it all going again. This time, that had already happened. By 3.00 we were all getting impatient, and bored of walking around the hospital. Walking for me was just plain horrid anyway, as remember... I had a separated pelvis. Anyways, by around 4.00pm I had started to feel a few very light contractions. Around 5.00 my gorgeous midwife Kim decided to go have her dinner break so she'd be right to be with us for the rest of the night. She went, and I don't know how long it was before she returned, but I was well and truely in labour! Brett and her were guessing how much longer I had to go, and the bets were on that our baby would arrive between 7-8pm. I could do that. It wasn't too much longer. After another hour or so - around 6pm, she checked me and I still remember the look on her face. She said nothing and walked away for a moment. Asked some questions, then told me that I still had HOURS to go and that he was posterior. This baby wasn't comming until tomorrow! I just burst into tears. I couldn't do that! Not for the whole night and then some. Around 8pm I got into the bath, and then, the same as with Liam, it really hit me. I just couldn't get comfortable and had to get out. I remember at this stage the second midwife comming in, setting up the humidicrib, and the heater for the towels and asking Brett for the babies clothes to put in the warmer. I remember my heart racing! I sure didn't want to be sitting here doing this any longer than I had to be, but on the other hand, I wasn't ready for THAT! From here on in I remember very little. Just that I couln't get comfortable and the thought of drugs did enter my mind, but I knew I could go a little more first. And then the good bit. He was out. (OK so there is more I do remember in there, but not sure you really want to know it). It's was 11.04pm on Saturday 5th February 2005. He was here. Finally here. When Liam was born was excited, and happy, but just didn't feel like he was mine. For that reason we decided to find out that we were having a little boy and we named him and called him by that name (although no one else knew what it was). When I first held him in my arms I just felt like he'd come home. He was finally here. He was the sweetest little thing. He had a good set of lungs, and quite a lot of black hair. He was smaller than Liam, 6lb 15oz, and 50cm. Of course Brett had the camera out and was taking photos like crazy, but he was so shakey, everyone of them blurred. It's still to this day something that makes us both laugh - I took the camera from him, and took a few beautiful pics of him and Ethan together. Perfectly clear ;)

It was late, he was exhausted, and mum was at home with Liam. Brett had called both sets of parents, and so he took off too. It was 2am by the time I'd eaten, showered, and got up to my room. Do you remember that feeling of walking through the hospital for the first time with your baby in your arms? You feel so proud. Like the luckiest person in the world. I so clearly remember that feeling. I hope I always do. Two years on, he drives me a little crazy. Keeps me very busy. I can't take my eyes off him for a second without him getting into something. He makes me laugh, cry, shout and just roll my eyes. But I still feel like the luckiest person in the world. I love him to pieces. I think he has completed our family. He's very spesh. He's very loved. He's ours :) He's our Ethan Thomas.

We were supposed to have his birthday party yesterday, but I got sick, so we had to cancel it. Mum asked for the boys, so Brett took them over, and they had a little mini party with my brother, Sharnie and Will, and Sam, David and Aidan. I finished off his cake today, and Nanna and Poppy (Brett's parents) came over after dinner to give him his presents and sing happy birthday. I felt so bad cancelling his party, but I just couldn't do it.

I'll add some photos tomorrow. Right now I need to get to bed. I need to slow down a bit, and get some rest.

12 comments:

Nic Wood said...

LOL Katie, nothing like leaving us right in the middle of the birth story !!!!

Nic xxx

Katie Toland said...

Sorry Nic, I presssed the wrong key and published it before I was ready LOL

Tara said...

Happy birthday Ethan!

Nat-Mardon said...

Happy Birthday to Ethan!!

Gee, you can still remember your birth story, to times two years later... good for you :)

Hope you are feeling better now too :)

Megan said...

So exciting reading Ethan's birth story. Made me excited about what mine will be like in 20 weeks!! Hope you get some rest and relaxation. You deserve it

Sofi p said...

Happy birthday Ethan; hope you are feeling better Katie.

Willisa said...

Happy Birthday Ethan!!!!

Nic Wood said...

Hope your feeling better - what are you doing up typing on your blog at that hour if your supposed to be resting????

Big Happy Birthday to Ethan xxx

LOved reading the story of his birth - so special!!!

Nic xxx

Cheryl said...

Happy 2nd birthday Ethan !!
Hope you have an early night tonight, Katie, 11.30pm is LATE for me :)

Cheryl

Lyn Dwyer said...

I can't believe Ethan is 2 already Katie! My goodness......and you know what to do....you said so yourself....."slow down and rest a bit".....take care....sing out if you need help on the flyers...

Leanne Stamatellos said...

You had me crying through this precious story - congratulations on Ethan's birthday - darling boy!

Hope you're feeling better soon.

kathie said...

Awwww, what a beautiful story.
Sorry to hear you're sick. Take care of yourself