Today Edward is 10 months old! Pregnancy, birth and his first months are passing in a whirlwind. I always meant to write more about his birth last March before I forget.
I had a straightforward pregnancy apart from the usual worries over test results and swollen ankles. I was tired during the first trimester, felt full of life during the second trimester and tired again during the third trimester. From 30 weeks Edward was breech so after an unsuccessful ECV I was booked in for an elective caesarean at 38 weeks. Edward was born at 9.41am and I’ve not thought about being pregnant since.
A few months ago I saw Mother and Baby magazine appealing for women who had breech births for a story they were running. I put myself forward and I appeared in the November issue. The story has been dramatised quite a lot but the basic facts are there. I definitely didn’t sob uncontrollably when I signed the consent forms and I definitely don’t remember what we ate the night before the c section. It’s strange seeing my story in print and I can’t quite believe I’ve shared pictures of me high on morphine. However, I’m one proud mummy and it’s another souvenir for Edward’s memory box.
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