New Baby High!

Well my son arrived at 02.35 on the 1st January 2011, 12 days overdue after 2 days of induction processes!

His arrival in the end was speedy and his poor Daddy who had been sent home from the hospital at 9.30 had to race back and arrived 20 minutes before he did!

Anyway that was 5 weeks and 1 day ago, and he is now part of the furniture slotting in as his brother and sister did before. His brother who turned 6 a week ago was our first baby, and the slotting in took longer as it took us a while to realise it was us who had to slot in! His sister who is 3 1/2 was easier and we were back on track quickly - we had to be with a toddler to contend with!

This time the enormity of the change hit me and I realised life would never be the same again, as soon as a bottle was finished, a nappy changed, a drink needed making and maybe a snack, a fight needed breaking up, bottles sterilised, clothes washed and dried, packed lunch made, dinners prepared a quick tidy round, nip about with the hoover, school runs, playgroup runs, shopping...the list is endless! Which is why we find ourselves with a 5 week old baby, and me typing a blog entry one handed!

3 days ago I had 3 wisdom teeth removed under sedation, my parents stepped in to assist with the children, and my husband signed up as driver and carer.

Fear is not something I often feel - I am a worrier and will worry about everything, but fear is different, and what I experienced on that day was pure fear. Not of the pain - although I was concerned by this obviously! My fear was that I would not wake up from the sedation that my 3 babies would be left Motherless. I don't proclaim to be the best Mother in the world - but I am theirs and I don't want them to grow up without me.

The procedure was quick and easy, my husband was called through to recovery 20 minutes later to find me drugged up with tears of relief pouring down my face. I was alive and it was over.

3 days later I am still eating mushy foods, but am not taking any painkillers, and the sad heavy weight I have been lugging round with me the past 3 years has gone. I sleep at night, the worry is almost all gone. There is still time for dry sockets and other complications, of course as a worrier with access to the internet I will always have fuel to feed my worries, but I feel on top of the world now the procedure is done.

So as I sit here, taking 2 hours to write a quick blog entry with my baby son tucked under my arm and the various other pulls from the children, and the house in general I am the happiest and most content I have been in years.

2011 would appear to be a good year so far!