Ever since I can remember I have wanted to be a mum……I was still playing with dolls when I was twelve. I used to wish so hard that they would come alive at night….yes I lived in that Enid Blyton fantasy world of cuddly toys and dolls bouncing around at night, going on midnight feasts and of them dancing with fairies in the garden around red topped toadstools… I was a bit of a dreamer- can you tell?
When I was only twenty one I was expecting my first child. We bought a lovely quaint Victorian terraced cottage that needed everything imaginable doing to it, but I loved it. I prepared the nest for our baby, painting old furniture lovingly for him, washing the clothes in preparation. Every day I would take out the little vests and babygros hugging them trying to imagine a baby in them. I was so excited.
At ten days overdue I woke up with some niggling pains…..I just knew that this was the day, I could barely contain my excitement. I was calm, just excited. I wasn’t scared, I could not wait to see my baby, to find out whether they were a boy or a girl and to cuddle them.
Our house was having extensive work being done to it, in fact we didn’t even have a secure back to the house, just tarpaulin, so I went out with my mother to a garden centre to keep ‘things’ moving. Looking back now, it seems strange that I was happy walking around a garden centre, stopping every so often whilst having a contraction, but I felt in control and very laid back about it all.
Fast forward several hours, I laboured in the bath, singing ‘Key sera sera, whatever will be will be…..” No idea why I sang that. That’s an odd one. We then arrived at hospital about 3am when I knew that I was close to giving birth. My son was born at 6.22 am on a Monday morning in June. I remember the sun was shining through the window and the radio was playing. Then I was holding him with his head under my chin and it felt like a soft ripe peach. I couldn’t stop rubbing my chin gently on his head, I felt the happiest I have ever felt…..life was perfect, it couldn’t get better than this.
This has been posted as part of Josie’s writing workshop at Sleep is for the Weak, using prompt number 1-
‘Write about a place, a time, a moment, that taught you something about true happiness’
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Awesome post.Really thank you! Fantastic.
Im obliged for the blog post.Really looking forward to read more. Awesome.
Cars and houses are not cheap and not everybody is able to buy it. However, mortgage loans was invented to help people in such cases.
So lovely Nova. When you experience that instant jolt of gushing emotion for your new baby it is so sublime there is nothing in the world like it is there? It didn’t happen every time for me, but I have experienced it and you have described it here perfectly. x
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Thank you…..there isn’t anything else like it, is there. X
What a absolutely beautiful piece. Thanks for including it in the carnival.
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Thank you Rosie. :0)
I’m in awe at the 21 year old you. What a lovely, positive tale and a beautiful pic. Px
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Thank you very much. :0) xx
That is a beautiful post makes me think that I want to do it all again, just to get the perfect moment at the end! Lovely xx
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Thank you, it is such a special time isn’t it. X
That is just so beautiful, and so well written, very peaceful
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Awww, thanks. :0)
What a beautiful piece!
I found your blog off Sleep is for the Weak, and will definitely be back to read more!
Thank you for the kind comment. :0)
What a beautiful birth story
Brought a big smile to my face, it’s nice to see a happy ending!
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Thank you, glad to make you smile. :0)
What a gorgeous photo, and lovely description of that moment. I remember contracting with my first in a corner shop after we’d been walking a while and I wanted ribena. I still think that’s odd too. There’s nothing quite like that first perfect day with a newborn. I had one of those with my third and last baby. He’ll always be special because of that.
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There isn’t anything better than that first day is there. :0)
How lovely. That ALMOST makes me want to do it all a third time.
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Awww, thank you. Well, I’m all up for large families…..;0)
That is beautiful. What a perfect experience – I love that it was so pure and simple for you, just happiness whittled down to it’s perfect core. Make me want a moment like that
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Thank you Josie. I won’t mention the pain I was in two days later from breastfeeding. ;0)
What a lovely story, beautifully written. Visiting for the first time from Sleep is for the weak, but if you’ve got 5 it sounds like the happiness continued…
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Thank you very much…yes I like having children. :0)
Absolutely beautiful! Both the post and the picture!!
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Awww, thank you Gigi. x
How lovely. I’ve got a massive grin on my face x
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Thank you Sandy, for some reason I felt about nervous about posting this. :0S
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