This month I am thrilled to have the lovely Jess. She blogs over at Babi a Fi take part in #parentingscoop. I have followed Babi a Fi for a while now and love to read her posts. I really love the look of this blog, it is really bright and eye-catching and one that always stands out for me. Jess covers a variety of topics and really has something for everyone. Please pop over and visit her blog, www.babiafi.co.uk, and say hi.
Bio – Jess at Babi A Fi
My name’s Jess, and I share my life with Anthony and our 16 month old daughter, Marianna. I blog about pretty much anything and everything over at Babi a Fi (Baby and Me), and in my day job I’m an elected councillor for and the deputy mayor of Torfaen in south Wales.
Tell us about your pregnancy
It seemed to last forever!
I suspected I was pregnant within a week or so of conception, and I was sick almost right from the beginning. I couldn’t wear make up for months, or use any of my usual perfumes or hair products because the faintest whiff would have me running for the bathroom. The worst thing was air freshner – I still can’t bear the smell of it now, so we just have to have the windows open and freeze instead.
I was so happy and excited to be having a baby, don’t get me wrong, but actually being pregnant wasn’t any fun at all.
What was your one essential item for your hospital bag and why?
Magazines. I bought a bundle of women’s weekly magazines to take with me, with the idea the stories and puzzles would be easy enough to focus on even if I was in pain! In the event, I found them a good distraction the first night, because I don’t think I could have concentrated on anything more involved.
What item did you pack in your hospital bag that you didn’t use?
Camera. I just took pictures with my phone instead.
Where did you give birth? Did you have any complications?
Hospital. I was booked in for an induction because I was 12 days overdue, which is my health board’s limit. We arrived, I got on the bed, and a nurse came over to do a routine check – a couple of minutes later I was being rushed down to theatre for an emergency ceserean. It was the scariest moment of my life being put under general anaesthetic, because I was being warned to try and prepare myself for the worst, and I didn’t know what news I would be coming round to.
What were the first few weeks like after giving birth?
Horrible. Thankfully Marianna is a fighter, and she was pulled out breathing independently. But because of the birth (I’d had a placental abruption), she was taken up to intensive care for observation where she then had a fit and a few other problems. I could have stayed in hospital but I was a total mess and couldn’t bear the thought of having to stay on my own. I went in every day to visit – but I felt guilty for not staying in, terrified she was never going to come out, and the abdominal pain was awful.
In the past, I always thought cesareans were the ‘soft’ option. I was wrong. So very wrong. I couldn’t even get up on my own for about a week.)
Things started to get better when Marianna was moved onto the low dependency ward, and when we brought her home a few weeks later I couldn’t stop crying with relief because it felt like I was finally her mum, instead of someone who just got in the way of the people who knew what they were doing.
Once she was actually home, things went really well though.
Do you have any advice for new parents?
Don’t be afraid to tell people they have to wait before they can visit. I felt so stressed out trying to keep everyone updated, and then we were just innundated once Marianna got home. It was way more exhausting than anything Marianna threw at us. I think spreading out the visits more would have made things much easier to deal with.
If you were to go through pregnancy again, what would you do differently?
I wouldn’t push myself so hard. I forced myself to go to a lot of work things I didn’t really *need* to be at, and it only left me feeling ill and miserable. Plus, I’m sure I wasn’t much fun to be around anyway!
What is your funniest parenting story?
Marianna’s favourite rhyme is ‘My Grandfather’s Clock’, and whenever she wants to hear it she demands ‘Tick Tock’ as loudly as she can. The only problem is that it sounds much more like ‘Dick Cock’, which is not really something you want your toddler to be shouting repeatedly in the middle of the supermarket…
Where to find Jess, Babi A Fi:
- Website: www.babiafi.co.uk
- Facebook: www.facebook.com/babiandfi
- Twitter: www.twitter.com/jess__powell
- Instagram: www.instagram.com/plastigffantastig
My favourite posts from Babi A Fi:
- For the bloggers among us I found this post invaluable!! http://www.babiafi.co.uk/2016/05/images-101-for-bloggers.html
- Complaining, something I am not very good at. Good advice here: http://www.babiafi.co.uk/2016/01/how-to-complain-and-get-results.html
- I found it fascinating to hear about the differences in Welsh Curriculum: http://www.babiafi.co.uk/2016/05/let-kids-be-kids.html
Thanks so much for taking part Jess. Your story made me laugh and cry. What an emotional start Marianna had, your story brought tears to my eyes. Yet your Grandfather Clock story made me laugh out loud 🙂