2 months ago today our little babe came into this big scary world!
First, I'm going to talk a little bit about that birth! It was no fairytale, but it was the most powerful and emotional moment of my life.
Obviously, nothing went according to plan, but I wouldn't change it for anything.
It started on a Saturday morning, I woke up with some stomach cramps, period pain like. I got excited, knowing it would happen soon. The contractions were coming every 10 minutes, and were bearable. I was confident it would all be fine. The following day things were getting more intense, I lost the famous plug and was having contractions every 4-5 minutes. They were getting a bit uncomfortable, so we headed to the clinic. Once there, I got sent back almost straight away as I wasn't dilated at all! They said I was in false labour. Damn. So we went back home with our suitcase and we were a little disappointed but ok. In the evening the pain was getting very uncomfortable, and the contractions started to get irregular, coming and going, but we went to the clinic anyway as I was in pain and didn't know what to do.
I was only dilated by 1cm (you need 10cm). Aaaand we're back home! Another sleepless night later, and here comes Monday! I spent all day either on my yoga ball or in the bathtub trying to cope with the pain. We waited until the evening to go back to the clinic and surprise surprise I was dilated only by .... 1cm! I was mad, exhausted, frustrated and couldn't handled the pain anymore. They told us to come back 4 hours later.
Let me tell you, these 4 hours were the most painful hours of my life. There was nothing I could do to ease the pain, and no one could help, I was a wreck by then. 6am on Tuesday I decided I had had enough and we went to the clinic. The midwife was delivering another baby, so we had a to wait 10 minutes (felt like hours) in the waiting room with the family of the girl giving birth at that moment. I was moaning, pacing the corridor up and down until my ordeal was over. Finally the Midwife came in and sent us straight to the delivery room. Did I tell you I wanted an all natural birth? No? Oh yeah, by then I changed my mind, I was absolutely knackered, 3 days and 3 sleepless nights later I asked for the epidural (they don't do gas and air in Spain). The anesthetist came in and did his thing and within 5 minutes I was in HEAVEN, literally, I was high and pain-free! Amazing! And no shame whatsoever! You don't get a medal for delivering in pain, so why the hell not? It allowed me to be fully conscious, have a rest until I was fully dilated and then, once ready, I was able to concentrate on my pushing and be fully aware of the birth of my daughter. My obstetrician was amazing, she was my coach, guiding me through every stage. She did an amazing job and helped me through getting Maia into this world without any pain or scars. Blake was amazing, by my side the whole time, taking care of me and not freaking out.
Once that tiny baby of ours was out, they saw she was having difficulty. She was born covered with meconium which can be threatening. They took her, hung her upside down by her feet so she wouldn't cry, cut her cord (which was one thing Blake wanted to do but couldn't) and then cleaned her mouth and lungs so she wouldn't swallow any of the liquid. We were in a daze, not sure what was going on even though the doc was keeping us informed the whole time, it was just surreal and scary. A couple of minutes later she was in my arms, finally! She came and grabbed my breast and latched on. It was truly magical! And the rest is history. We spent a couple of hours just us 3, getting to know each other and getting into our new role as parents.
We got out and we met my mum who was waiting the whole time. We got into our room and that was it! It was a wonderful experience even though it was extremely painful, exhausting and difficult. The outcome was out of this world.
2 months on, a crazy adventure
So, here we are now, 2 months later, with an infinite love growing for our daughter. Being a parent is a tough and hard job but it's also the most amazing thing, and it's only the beginning! We've had many sleepless nights, worries and we've spent countless hours bouncing on the yoga ball to soothe her when she was crying non-stop in the evenings. Things have got a little easier now (kind of), Maia sleeps from midnight till 6 or 7 in the morning, can't complain! She eats well and is putting on weight (she was born a tiny baby so that's very good news). She still is a little colicky some evenings, but it's improving a lot now. What we find difficult is daytime, she doesn't cry so much but she doesn't sleep more than 10/20min at a time, which makes it hard to do anything. But it doesn't stop us from going for walks or drives. We've also been taking her to restaurants and cafes, and she's been pretty chilled about it. I mean, 2 days after she was born we had to go out for a meal, and she was such a cool babe, I was the one who was stressed out and tired!
On my side, I'm getting back to normal, but struggling with my new body, ya know, fat belly and some little stretch marks here and there. I got to tell myself it produced the most beautiful baby girl after all! Also with that heat, I was craving a good swim, but had to wait the 6 weeks quarantine and that was hellish, but on the day I had the "all clear" we went to the Olympic pool in Montjuic and jumped in the water with such a relief, it was AMAZING.
Overall, all is going well, just the normal transitioning into parenthood! We're a good team and I am in admiration of Blake's daddies skills! He's the best!
And what about the smiles? Huh? The last few weeks we've been in awe at her little smiley face, makes my heart melt every time!
A little selection of photos taken with my phone. I have gazillions of them!