
We had a great team of workers help us move, they were so quick that by lunch time our old house was empty and clean and the new place had furniture already assembled. I kept busy unpacking and organising things. We stopped for a lunch break and then the contractions started again when I was sitting down taking a rest. Throughout the rest of the day I would start contracting everytime I sat down and rested. Mum had helped us all day and I told her to stay the night as I thought that it wouldn't be long now, and it was great to know she was there if we had to make a dash to the hospital in the night. The kids adjusted very well to their new house and new room that night and slept through the night which was great as Little Alex often wakes up during the night and walks around the house, and I assumed that with the big changes we would be in for a bad night with him. I barely slept as I was labouring all night and off to the toilet reguarly. It was Mum's birthday the next day and I felt bad that we couldn't be with her to celebrate it with her and that she was on babysitting duty for the day.
In the morning we did a few last jobs at our old place to get it read for inspection and then headed to the hospital. My midwife Helen that I elected specialises in water births and was already working as she had been delivering a baby since 5.30am. After being examined it was very disheartning as I had already had two nights of lost sleep and the baby wasn't engaging as he was in posterior position. The contractions were quite annoying as they were all in my back and it seemed as though it was pain without purpose. My midwife Helen, said she didn't think it would be long until my waters broke and once that happened it would all happen quite quickly. She advised me to sleep on my left hand side to try to get the baby to turn.
We decided to go home and have an afternoon sleep while I could and come back into the hospital at 4pm to have my waters broken if they hadn't already broken. Alex cooked a nice lunch for us all and we all had a sleep for a couple of hours. I didn't sleep too deeply though as I was woken up by most of the contractions. By about 5pm we left to go to the hospital and I had the towel all ready for gushing waters on the car seat. After an examination the baby was still in posterior position, however I had dialated 4cm which we were relieved about. My waters were broken about 6pm and the contractions got stronger and closer together while we watched tv. At 8.30pm we watched Survivor on Tv and I thought in my mind I want this baby out before midnight and I want it out before this episode is finished. I was very determined to get him out as I was so tired and just wanted a good nights sleep. At about 8.45pm my midwife came in and apologetically told us that she wasn't allowed to work past 12am. In the meantime I was doing all that I could to speed things up. She then came and joked around asking, "did you tell everyone to have their babies tonight?" as two other ladies had come into the labour ward in the last five minutes. Within 15 minutes I had gone into transition and I told Alex that I was ready to get into the bath that was already prepared. I had a water birth with Little Alex and had hoped for the same experience with this baby as I found it a lot better to relax in between contractions in the water and was able to manage the pain drug-free. Not long after being in the bath I had the uncontrollable urge to push and the contractions were so strong that he was out within three pushes, at 9.17pm. We had a healthy boy weighing 7 pounds 6 ounces and after tossing between two names we decided to name him Lincoln Charles. Charles is a family name in Alex's side of the family. I was so relieved it was all over and that I got to have the midwife that I elected. We have been very lucky to have such a dedicated and experienced midwifes at the births of our children that have great reputations. The midwife that we had for Alex's birth was awarded the Midwife of the Year Award the year Alex was born two years ago, and it wouldn't surprise me if Helen received the award in the future.
Just an hour and a half old
Maddi is a proud and helpful big sister that loves to cuddle and kiss her baby brother and loves to sing him lullabys when he is in bed.
'Little Alex' isn't so little anymore, and to me seems to of had a growth spurt in the last few weeks. He is very affectionate to his little brother and calls him "Linc". We have to constantly supervise him as he likes to pick his little brother up like he is a cuddly teddy bear.