May 2017 Special: the 'been there done that' thread!

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Who has got the T-shirt? Please get sharing xxx

Oh God lots of traumatic stories here, so sorry some of you have gone through the things you have!

Sorry another non positive one here. Also a bit patchy as I was on a lot of drugs.

I had a pessary put in Wednesday afternoon at 41+5. I was already a couple of cm dilated but my cervix was quite firm. But contractions kicked in quite quickly and after a bath and a walk were getting quite full on around midnight. I managed at home with a tens, massage and the ball for a few hours. At that point the contractions were quite close together and I begged my husband to call the hospital, who said we needed to wait a bit longer which distressed me. Shortly after, my waters broke and so we called again and were there by about 4 I think.

I was in a lot of pain by the time I got there and had to wait a while to be examined and admitted. But I was 5cm and they filled the pool for me. I was in the pool for 2-3 hours and getting quite tired when they did the shift change. I was reluctant to get out the pool - and also wanted to push at that point, which I think was actually a poo

At 8.15 when I was examined there was no progress, I was still at 5cm. There were also some issues because they were struggling to get mine and baby's heartbeat separately. They took us back to a room for monitoring- I was quite upset by this point - and decided I had an infection. There was also evidence of Meconium in my waters. They wanted more monitoring and I was upset by the lack of progress and the being up all night, plus the pain, so we decided to go for an epidural. That meant moving within the hospital - and I think I was shouting quite loudly.

It took a couple of hours to get me moved and an epidural, and I was just relying on gas and air then. But when the epidural came it was amazing - although everything after is a bit vague, thanks to tiredness, the heat and drugs.

We spent the next 8 hours or so in a room with midwives, making good progress on dilation, dozing, but on my back because they were worried about my infection and the baby. At some point I also lost a lot of blood. About 8.30ish they decided I should start pushing which was hard as I couldn't feel what was going on. initially, that seemed to be going well but they decided that baby wasn't moving down and might be distressed and I was exhausted.

They took me into theatre with forceps still an option but quite quickly it all got quite panicked and I had an emergency section. She was evidently struggling at that point and didn't breathe initially and it felt like a long wait before my husband could see baby and find out if she was a girl or boy! I was also quite unwell, so wasn't allowed to hold her - in fact I couldn't move my arms!

No idea really what happened after that - baby went to Nicu with her dad and I was sewn up which I think took a while. They ended up taking me to high dependency that night where I think I was quite ill for the first 24 hours. But getting to see baby for the first time that afternoon was amazing!

We are both still on antibiotics but recovering well. I'm hoping baby will be out of special care tonight. She's totally wonderful but it was a tough old process!

Gosh @MrsJW15 that sounds really tough. Hope you get home soon and start to feel better.

Well aren't we just a dramatic bunch?!!
It's so good to here everyone being calmed by baby after delivery and that everyone is heading home not too long after delivery.
Well done ladies, some scary moments in these stories but all of these happy healthy babies to amaze us. xx

I had a really positive birth experience. It couldn't have been better. Had contractions here and there since Wednesday night but by about 9-10pm Thursday we decided it must be really happening so got DH to start the pool. Had a go in the pool for a bit but was getting knackered and wishing I could go to bed by about midnight so went up to lie down and listen to hypnobirthing tracks. Had to stand up to breathe through contractions though because they were proper killing by now. All in my back. Had a brief "I can't do this anymore" moment, which in hindsight must have been transition. Headed to the bathroom and told DH to call the midwife.

In the bathroom my body just took over! It was amazing. I could hear myself grunting and getting onto all fours with no conscious decision to do so. It felt totally different to the first stage and not painful. Went downstairs again and got back in the pool. Living room was lit by just 2 tea lights, it was really nice. Leant my head against the side of the pool and felt my waters go. That was a weird feeling!

I guess the midwives arrived around now but they were great - so unobtrusive. I hardly noticed them at all. They mostly stayed in the kitchen and one of them sat on my sofa for the last 10 mins to quietly observe.

Soon I could feel the head starting to come with my hand. I felt so relaxed and let out a giggle of excitement that it was really happening. A couple of pushes later (which were totally involuntary and not painful) the head popped out and then the body. I picked up the baby and put her on my chest. That's about it!

@FoxMulder that sounds amazing. So nice to hear a positive story. Congratulations

Sounds lovely @FoxMulder you must feel really pleased!

@WishIWasSleeping we've had everything on this thread haven't we! From accidental home births to planned sections and everything in between!

Wow @FoxMulder that sounds incredible!

Thanks to everyone who has shared so far. As tea says the range of experiences is incredible. Mine is another positive one. The back story is that I didn't realise I was in labour with dd1 so left it far too late to get to the hospital.

Woke up on Friday morning (40+5) with one single cramp. No other signs apart from a tiny amount of blood after going to the loo. Spent the morning feeling bored and hugely pregnant. Then around lunch time I started to feel some very minor twinges, so suggested to DH that we go for a walk. Had my 41 wk appointment at 2.30 so went to see the midwife who booked me in for an induction and then did a sweep. Said I was 2cm dilated and cervix looked very favourable, and that it was unlikely I'd need the induction appointment. From there we decided to walk to our local shops. On the way, I started to feel some pressure down below which turned into regular contractions which DH started timing. Same as last time, they were in my upper thighs and not really painful just tight. We treated ourselves to an icecream sundae and I text my sister to put her on standby to do the nursery run. Went home and then at about 4.30 decided to ring the MLU for advice as the contractions were 3 in 10 mins but still not painful or very long. Explained the history and that I laboured silently last time, and the midwife said to come in. So we got a taxi up with me feeling extremely guilty for missing pick up and probably wasting everyone's time. Got there, and the lovely midwife examined me, said I was only about 3cm but it was probably best I stayed given my last birth. I was dubious but followed advice so we went for a walk around the hospital for an hour, and by then the contractions had really ramped up. The midwife came in to see me again and said that she could tell from my body language that things were on their way, and that it wouldn't be long til I met the baby, and that I might want to take my leggings off! And from then on she just let us get on with it. I remember wondering how she could be so sure when she hadn't reexamined me, but I didn't want to to be disappointed by the number of cm, so didn't ask her to look again. I bounced on the ball for a bit, then got in the pool when the contractions got more painful, which was wonderful, and then nearer the end used the gas and air (which was less miraculous than I remembered from the first time). I just went with it, and then in one push my waters broke, and in another three, there was a baby. But it wasn't like last time, I didn't actively push, my body just sort of took over. The midwife then said the cord was round her neck, and sorted that out, and suddenly I had a baby on my chest. It was amazing.

The only bit I regret is having the injection for the third stage which meant having to get out the pool sooner than I'd have liked. The midwife and student stayed the whole time but I hardly knew they were there. Same as last time, I hardly made a sound outwardly, but in my head I talked constantly to myself. There was only one point when I felt the pain was too much and that I couldn't do it, and at that point the thought that popped into my head was 'you got through the whole of last year, so you can definitely do this'. I'm not the least bit 'woo', but that is exactly the sort of thing my mum used to say, and it really got me through that bad bit. We all got to stay in the room overnight, and had to hang around the next day to see if I needed anti-d. In summary, a really good experience, although quite glad my family is complete now and I never have to be pregnant again!

Oops, that was really long, apologies, found it quite cathartic to write it down though!

So, my birth story.
Waters went at 3:45 Monday 22nd. Went up to triage and was monitored. All was fine, sent home with a new induction date due to my waters going they get that I wouldn't need it anyway. Advised to ring labour ward at 9am on Tuesday if nothing had happened. Nothing happened so we rang at nine, too busy to talk ring back at ten. Rang back at ten and told they were very busy but to come in for monitoring at 4. Went in at 4 and contractions began, waited two and a half hours for my assessment whilst contractions were ramping up in the hottest room on earth. Finally examined/monitored was 2cm dilated and contractions coming regularly. As my waters had already gone they decided to admit me.
Admitted onto pre natal ward at 8:20 contractions increasing all the time, OH sent home at 9:00 and me left in floods of tears. Nothin had been explained to me about what was happening or what they were planning to do. Pain got too much at 11:30 so asked for some painkillers and everything stopped. Woke up on Wednesday morning with nothing so me and OH spent the day walking round the hospital and bouncing on the ball. Things again started to happen so got to the point of needing pain relief took them and again it all stopped.
Consultant came to see me at 3:30 said I was top of the list to go to labour suite for drip induction and it'll be an hour/hour and a halfs wait. We waited and waited and waited. I lost my rag at 8 and got droopy with the midwife as I was aware I was coming up to the 72 hour cut off for SROM. She said that they were very busy and I probably wouldn't go down until early hours next day. Cue more tears. 9:00 came and I was walking OH off the ward when the midwife shouted down the corridor for us to pack our things as we were going to labour suite.
Arrived in labour suite at 10:20 to the most fantastic team. They really were fab. Had a cannula inserted and also an epidural as they were going to run the drip fast due to the time issue. 5 hours later and a few decelerations later my midwife went on her break. Another Midwife came in and wasn't happy with the trace so called the doctor in who had already introduced herself - thank goodness. Within 3 minutes it was declared an emergency c section was needed and an army of people rushed in.
Rushed to theatre and my beautiful baby boy was born. His head was pushing against my pelvic bone and was stuck. Don't really remember much after that as I went into shock and have really struggled to come to terms with everything. Stayed in hospital until Saturday tea time and then finally came home.
The care I received in the labour unit and post natal ward was second to non. The other care was less than desirable but I have my lovely baby boy at home with me safe and sound and that's what matters.

@BouncingBlueberry glad you're home and ok and that the labour ward team were fab. You're right you're all safe and a healthy baby makes it all worth it!

Reading this thread there are a few themes repeated aren't there? Ladies being dissuaded from coming in (I know why they don't want you too early) and delays in getting pain relief and onto the labour ward. Labour wards generally good when we get there!

baby girl 9lb4 arrived Friday morning at "officially" 42+6, after a sweep at about 8pm Thursday night. I'd gone to antenatal assessment for a scan of placenta and fluid (my second) due to being overdue, then a ctg and another chat with midwives and doctors. Waters went at 11pm when i lay down to sleep with a little 'pop' sensation.

Midwives attended to check me over, then left me to it (was having tightenings but nothing different to braxton hicks). Called our doula out at about 6. Called midwives again at 7am as while still not 3in10 that i could feel, i was still convinced that some of the contractions were sensationless, and the ones i could feel were quite strong. Hypnobirthed on my ball throughout (highly recommended!!). Pool was filled, contractions were getting a bit too intense to just breathe through so I stood up with intention of changing position or getting in pool or asking for G&A and had a flood of waters which now also had meconium in them. I dropped to my knees and asked for gas and air, it got pretty intense here (in hindsight this was stage 2 starting, and i was now pushing with each contraction, I'd also taken off my nightie a few minutes before as i was getting hot/it was getting annoying).

Midwives recommended transfer as baby's heartbeat also dropping, which i agreed to, so got blue lighted into hospital. (Being told not to push in the ambulance!)

Got to hospital, the doctors there start to take over, I'm still on my knees, someone asks me if they can do a vaginal exam, i thought wtf, asked if i had to be on my back, they said yes, i thought wtaf, no chance. Someone cut off my underwear at this point and suddenly the ve request went away (i think the head was visible!). The midwife who'd come in with me continued getting ready to catch the baby (she knew it was coming soon!).

She was born less than 45 mins after the mw called the ambulance, in hospital, agpar 10+10. 9lb4 like her big brother who arrived at 42+5 officially (but his birth a bit more traumatic).

I had a rather large pph afterwards, though, so was glad we transferred in when we did, as that got quite hairy.

Equally I'm glad we had a home birth booked as otherwise I'd not have called the midwives until i was pushing (well, my poor husband would have had to call them while keeping me calm!).

Had a sweep on my due date -weds 24/5 and midwife said my cervix was open and confident sweep went well.

Sitting on sofa thursday night and BH were every 7 mins but with pain, I got in the bath and still had contractions. Went to bed around 1am and felt waters pop. Rushed to toilet to check and yes seemed to be trickling out clear, not a big gush.

Rang the hospital who told me to make my way in so they could check waters, we got there around 3am and stuck in on CTG and examined with speculum to confirm waters gone. Contractions every 5 mins lasting 30-40 secs at this point.
Around 5 am they told us to go home and return at 2am to start induction or return if contactions become 3 in 10 and over a minute long. Went home via a mc donald's breakfast! Went to bed and woke around midday to 3 in 10mins contractions which were getting worse pain wise, rang the hospital who said to come in. We got there around 3pm and taken to birthing unit room and checked over again, at this point I was finding the contractions quite painful and midwife and student midwife monitored my contractions by placing hands on belly. They were really reluctant to examine my cervix due to infection risk and told me to take a walk round the hospital for an hour or so. Managed to get some oramorph before we did this which seemed to make me really tired and spaced out.
We ended up going back up to the room after two hours walking round the hospital, no one came to check on us for a good while so I paced around the room trying to walk through each contraction.
In the end the midwife came in - maybe around 8pm at this point and suggested I get on birthing ball for a while and then they will examine me with speculum to see where I am at. Eventually checked sometime later with speculum and advised only 3-4cm. Dr suggested waiting till 5 am before starting induction incase I progressed more myself, so I asked for some stronger pain relief and given morphine injection in leg.
The room was freezing - DH needed to put on my dressing gown to keep warm.
In the end it got to 6 am on Saturday and they examined cervix to find I hadn't progressed past 4cm so was taken to labour room to start induction, I got around 2 puffs of gas and air before the anaesthetist turned up to insert epridural for induction drip. After all the hours of contractions not going anywhere I felt I needed the epidural - especially as they said the induction drip would make contractions intense.
I found the epidural was great, could still feel pressure of contraction and took most of pain away. The finer details of these hours are a bit of a blur but spent the day on the drip and rexamined sparingly due to infection risk, but got to 9cm by 4pm. The problem seemed to start here as I didn't progress on and when rechecked at 7pm I was still 9cm and it was thought baby's head had started to turn the long way round and wasn't going to budge anymore.
So was advised I needed c-section and was taken into theatre around 9pm - anaesthetist asked me if I could lift legs etc and advised I would feel the pushing and pulling sensation but no pain. However found once it had started I did feel some pain, anaesthetist just said I could only have a general anaesthetic, at this point I didn't want to be put to sleep so carried on and felt the relief wave when baby cried. After spending the next 20 mins getting stitched up I could see baby being examined and was advised he would be going neonatal as the dr was concerned with coughing after birth. Managed to get some skin to skin in recovery before he was taken away.
Ended up staying in hospital until Tuesday night after suffering 1.5ltr blood loss, have had two transfusions and only slightly improved iron count.
Relieved to have healthy baby vanilla home, and delivered safe, slightly disappointed that never got to go in a birthing pool or have vaginal delivery. Midwifes/Hospital also were not interested in helping me until I was further along, in hindsight maybe a TENs machine at home would have helped me in the early stages but the fact my waters had broken made things less clear - Midwifes said I couldn't have bath etc

It's been three weeks so probably time I did this too. My first labour was pretty textbook - waters broke at 8pm (on the loo, so wasn't 100% sure it was them), contractions started 11pm, went to hospital at 1am and baby born just after 6am.

In hindsight I think I was cutting it a bit fine this time around. Having had what I thought was the start of labour the previous Thursday, I spent the next 8 days unsure what was happening. Friday morning I woke up not feeling right, with an achey back and a bit of a headache, but nothing like the backache that had me laid up in bed all day initially. I got my mum to come up and entertain the toddler while I went back to bed to see if anything was happening. Actually read the labour section of the Ready Steady Baby book in case I had forgotten something, and at 11am I started timing contractions. These felt mild and I was able to cope with them easily in bed, plus my waters hadn't gone, so I figured it might be a false start. Called DH to come work from home just in case as we live an hour away from both his work and the hospital. I rang the MLU at 1pm as by now contractions were every 3/4 minutes and about 40 secs long, but still not really painful. They said it was up to me when to come in but I could ring them back in an hour, even after I gave them the details of my quick first time labour last time. So I waited.

Then boom, I felt a mini explosion in the middle of my belly under my belly button, and that was my waters going. Very different to last time but somehow I knew what they were and managed to run to the loo to save the mattress (priorities!). Then everything ramped up, like someone flicked the pain switch, and I rang back the MLU from the car en route to the hospital. Ended up in the labour was as the MLU was full, but by this time it was just after 2pm and I only wanted baby out. The first thing I said to them was asking for pain relief but they seemed to spend ages faffing about, and I had to ask multiple times and get really shirty before any gas and air appeared. What I really wanted was morphine, but by the time they took me seriously I was too far progressed for it to work in time, so this was going to have to be a G&A baby. I'm not sure if I managed to work the gas better this time, or if it was having something to focus on, but it did something. I wasn't rambling nonsense like on the morphine however I did feel fuzzy and it took effort to focus. Baby was born at 3.32pm and as we'd said I wanted home asap, we got to wait in the labour room until the 6 hour post-birth checks - the first hour of that was stitches for me, skin-to-skin for him, then waves of tea and toast as we'd missed dinner rounds at 4.30pm.

All in all a positive birth: not as much pain relief as I'd have liked, and I probably should have gone in after the first call instead of 20 mins later, but the midwives were really good after (during labour I really didn't like them!) and left us to it. We got released after one big feed instead of two because I was a second timer who'd bf until 13 months with my first, and I got to spend the night in my own bed!

Oh I've missed loads of these! Must have LE dropped off Threads I'm On. Will catch up at next feed!

Sorry for the length but here is my got the tshirt story:
Birth story

16 May community midwife did sweep but also noticed that bp was high and some protein in urine. So off to triage and ctg monitoring + blood test. Result of ctg was ok so no issues and blood test result waited for (NHS cyber attack so slower results) but consultant said fine go home and come back in 2 days.
18 May: drove there myself, all good again, bp normalised and no protein. Ctg showing wriggly baby.
19 May: planned induction but had no clue they'd keep me in until baby would be born.
CTG monitoring during morning all normal, then gel on ribbon inside cervix for 24 hours (13.00-13.00 next day) p. We naively thought we would meet our baby in the next 24 hours...

Contractions from 14.30. Managed with paracetamol, laying in bath (bliss!) and breathing technique with OH and my mum as a fantastic support! Contractions were now picking up and increasing intensity. CTG in evening picked up high HR of baby so I was moved to consultant led unit. Was given entonox there as intensity of contractions ramping up. This seemed to help managing pain better and baby HR down again so they wanted to send me back up to antenatal ward, which I refused as no gas and air available there. Also the consultant refused to reply to my questions directly (how do you know I'm not in labour with these contractions?) and laughed at me in a patronising manner when I challenged him. He said it must have been the entonox talking when I said we were turning in circles with him handily avoiding my questions. I nearly burst out but had enough calm to ask him how he determined I didn't have it all together. He kind of walked out the room and I think from his later attitude that he may have been mildly embarrassed about that...
So I was put in 'induction' room at 10.00pm. Following night I was managed on my own with gas and paracetamol. OH and mum went home so they could rest well. Amazing midwife (team lead) looking after me. I slept as ok as I could and noticed (but wasn't disturbed by) neighbour in full labour! That should tell you a lot about how I (used to) sleep.
20 May: Mum and OH arrived back at 11.00am to help support and encourage. I was miffed that the consultant had skipped me on ward round as I'd wanted to know what the plan was and how they'd support me but there'd been quite a lot of theatre work so they hadn't had time.
Midwife removed gel around 1.00pm and did internal examination but not possible to break waters so then decided to have 6-7 hours 'break' from hormone induction. Contractions still going although not as intense. Eat and drink well was solid advice taken on board with absolute gregariousness! Man I was hungry! And Thirsty!

8pm internal examination showed 0.5 cm dilation and placing of pessary got contractions going again.
1am phoned sleepy OH at home to come back. 2.00 am went to sit on improvised stool in bath with gas and air and had water running over bump, plug in bath so lowered myself into it when It was full enough and I kept at it breathing until no longer able to maintain vertical position. I scooped up out of bath and probably ran to be back on the bed and asked for more pain relief which I received in form of Lorazepam, which I vomited up violently together with all the fluids I'd been taking in so carefully. This happening limited options for further pain relief. Options discussed and epidural now considered. Transfer to other side of corridor to delivery room.
The bloodied Show happened around 3am. Waters broke spontaneously in fountain style after this (think about 4.30am but not sure). Contractions from 2am had become extremely painful and fast / relentless with gas and air making it only just manageable (or not for some of them). They offered me epidural which I accepted but Ultrasound (carried out by same consultant who by now had toned down his patronising behaviour) showed awkward position of baby slightly sideways, so I had to wait and see if I could push into better position. Mum said I did very well but my recollection appears slightly different. Water birth being off the table was the least of my concerns. I had gone from 0.5cm to full dilation in less than 2 hours. Difficult breathing in the entonox gas when screaming ! I wanted pain relief ! Whispering doctors in the corner worried my OH. I Finally went to theatre at 6am. 2 failed catheters for fluids in left hand and then arm but more success in right hand. Relentless contractions and hoarse voice from screaming.
Spinal block injection by very skilled anaesthetist gave bliss relaxation. Monitoring of head showed good condition of baby without distress. Contractions could not be felt so pushing during 3 forceps attempts impossible as no sense of direction in which to push. I can't remember being asked for consent to try forceps or go straight to C section. Decision to carry out c-section with him born bright pink and crying at 7.32 am. OH said it's a boy and we named him together: Geoffrey Georges Mitchell. Then OH was whisked away to help with early care daddy duties whilst one of the anaesthetic assistants took a photo reportage of him weighing, 3.495kg, cutting the cord whilst obstetrician was sewing me up which I seemed to feel every bit of. I asked the male midwife if my belly had already reduced sizes and was given reply with dry sense of humour : 'No comment, darling' then I received a suppository of ibuprofen and continued fluids. I then went to recovery where Ed was awaiting me, with our son and he was so moved to tears with love for his son! We stayed there when looked after by Anna, one of the midwives I'd met the night before. She told me she had a specific interest in placenta qualities and said she'd had a good look at mine, which appeared in amazing condition! I'd have loved to see it somehow but I believe her word. She helped me with skin to skin time and placed baby on my breast for first time. Mum joined us shortly after that, and met our little star.
We went to postnatal ward shortly after that where I'd stayed until Wednesday 24 May. I've received support with breastfeeding (they had asked me if I wanted that) and there seemed to be a big difference between personalities of the midwives and nursery nurses which affected the ways they approached me and Geoff and the breastfeeding support. The last night before discharge I had the best nursery nurse supporting me with expressing breast milk and showing me how to give this to Geoff. As I found it particularly hard to feed from left (slow let down) we decided to express from that side to take pressure off.
Geoff met his 2 sets of grandparents on 23 May and they finally met each other too! We bought a pump on the way home from hospital to home. We 'managed' 2 nights, one of which my parents were still at our house (they live abroad).

Thursday 25 May: Midwife visit with student on day 4 confirmed I did alright with feeding but Geoff just wouldn't latch well unless occasionally and more so on right than left. They suggested to combine next day visit with nursery nurse to address this. Dressing of the c section scar was taken off, leaving some stickiness and it seems to need some airtime...

Friday 26 May (due date) : midwife visit to carry out heel prick, weigh and nursery nurse as agreed. We were taught different method and tasks during feeding by extremely experienced and knowledgeable nursery nurse. But...
Weight was 3.050kg, meaning lowered with 12% so phone call to paediatrician and agreed to assess, possibly admit to hospital to continue bf support. Pack suitcase but forgot my breast pump! Tears from both of us whilst driving to hospital in bank holiday traffic! Once there we were taken through straight away and seen by paediatrician who suggests readmission to Gloucester Ward after weighing him again.

Geoff was feeding well during the early evening on children's A&E with 2 sessions of 45 minutes. Despite this, a pump was given with set but I was in pain during expression and also had a disappointing yield. I felt there was poor understanding from night staff on this occasion where both of us were so emotional. Ed decided to stay with me during the night this time, and help with the waking up as I couldn't do this on my own. The night was ok thanks to Ed's support and the techniques we had each been taught by the nursery nurse, but not great with 3 hourly feeds.

Saturday 27 May: Luckily, things improved in the morning when my little sprout picked up his appetite along with daylight and the care of a wonderful midwife and nursery nurse reinforcing what we already thought was right. The paediatrician told us that she was happy with Geoff's reflexes, reactions and his overall assessment. She feels that the biggest weight loss must have happened in the first 3 days and that things were definitely looking up now.

3 monster feeds during the day surely helped to get the weight up again to 3.122kg, so we were discharged and as soon as we got home, we 'resumed' normal life. Evening feed was absolutely incredible and this has set the tone for the night feeds as well with incredible latch and longer endurance. I have kept the bar open all night and today resulting in a happy and milk drunk little star. We followed the advice given about my activity recovering from C-section and giving my essentials to Geoff, so rest, eat, feed and sleep. I'm now as confident as to open up my top in public to give my boy the best of myself!

Bumping for the final few mummies!