When I imagined maternity leave, I thought it would be all feet up and watching rubbish daytime TV. Totally not how it’s been so far, I’ve barely had a days rest since I finished work and I’m further behind in all the soaps than ever. I’ve had a lot going on and I’m struggling to concentrate long enough to put it all together. In the last week I’ve sat down to write 4 or 5 times, but my poor brain just doesn’t know where to begin so I’ll apologise now if I appear to be waffling.

Maternity leave kicked off with an afternoon in hospital for what was supposed to be my last scan and obstetrician appointment, but thanks to my stubborn child, I’ll be going back again next week. Baby is still breech so I’m having another scan at 37 weeks, and hopefully she will have turned herself around by then. Can’t believe my child isn’t even born yet and is already showing signs of being as stubborn as her parents. Go figure… Apparently by 37 weeks, only 8% of babies are still in the breech position, so I’ve got my fingers and toes crossed that she will have moved around. I also saw an obstetrician, however it was a different doctor to the one I’ve been seeing throughout and I left the hospital feeling much more positive. She listened to my concerns, and agreed that because there have been no issues with me or the baby during my pregnancy, there is no need for me to be taken into the high dependency unit as a default setting.

I’m still going to the main hospital as opposed to the midwife led unit, but if everything goes to plan then I’ll be going into the low dependency unit where I can have the more natural experience I’d like. I’ll be able to move around, use my birthing ball, and potentially have a water birth if the facilities are available. Doctors will be on hand in the high dependency unit across the corridor should there be any complications.

Of course, this all hinges on little miss turning herself round, but I felt good leaving the hospital having been listened to. If you’ve read my previous posts, you’ll know I was starting to feel disheartened about the experience, but I’d say its definitely worth persevering if you feel you aren’t being listened to. I’m not suggesting everything will go the way I want it, but its good to know my thoughts and feelings are being taken into consideration.

Second day of maternity leave was equally busy. Hubby and I went to collect the car seat and have it fitted. We’d been putting it off for long enough, saying we’d go tomorrow, we’d go next week etc…. well, there aren’t many weeks left so off we went on a sunny Thursday morning. Yeah that’s right, in the actual morning. I used to spend my days off sleeping the morning away, eating breakfast at lunchtime then I’d go to the gym in the afternoon. Now I get up and do more by lunchtime than I used to do most weeks. Apparently it’s my body preparing me for baby coming. Anyhow, we arrived at the store and I left hubby in the capable hands of the staff so he would know how to install and remove the car seat as I browsed around the store, making sure that I’ve got everything, checking things off the many, many lists I seem to have made for myself: things to do, things to buy, places to be. I’m starting to think I need to make a list of all the lists. I think I’m pretty much prepared now, well, I am according to the lists. But I absolutely was not prepared for how I’d feel seeing the seat all set up. Things all of a sudden, felt incredibly real. In just a few weeks there is going to be a baby in that seat. OUR baby!! It was quite emotional really, either that or it was the hormones. Who knows?

Emotions continued to run high as I set off for my leaving meal with my work colleagues. We went for curry in a local restaurant where they operate a bring your own bottle policy for alcohol. Obviously I wasn’t partaking in the wine drinking, so I took my own special bottle… of Gaviscon. Well, you have to be prepared don’t you? I really enjoyed the evening, what could be better than good food and good company? Everyone was so generous, and I went home with some lovely gifts and flowers.

After a busy week, I was all set for a relaxing weekend of doing absolutely nothing. I was ready to find out what maternity leave is all about. Hubby was off gallivanting in Warsaw with the boys, and I had nothing to do, and nowhere to be. Lets just say that didn’t go to plan, but I’ll tell you about that next time.

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