Saturday, 14 June 2014

My fortunate labours #OBEM

As I had insomnia last night, and began channel hopping.
I ended up for the first time watching 'One Born Every Minute'.

And, of course, crying within the first 15 minutes.

I watched with envy as parents had their amazing moments recorded.
As my very, very, secret surfaced, that I have always regretted not having one photo of me holding both Tom & Seb as babies.

And by fluke, it was an episode where an identical twin was giving birth to her twins.

I know with confidence that I will always say: "I would like more children, but..."
I know that I have the most perfect family.
Whom I miss so much as they sleep.

And more so than anything else.
I had the most amazing labours.

Who could not be grateful for the expectant mother who arrives at 9am (for convenience, let's ignore the fact she turned up for an hour in the middle of the night, and agreed to go home) and gave birth at 9.53.
Who turned up at 6am on the day she was scheduled to be induced, and introduced her gorgeous boys to the world at 6.35 and 6.53.
I like to think I was an easy patient.

It made up for me being a pain the backside in the first ten weeks, or so.

I am so grateful for these little people.
That I could introduce to the world.

Without time to have my favourite tracks playing.
Without time to scream the place down.
Without time for all the things packed into my maternity bag

I am grateful for fast labours in hospital.
For my wonderful children.

And to have only discovered #OBEM when it's too late to change my mind!

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