Can you believe it’s been a month? Part One

I still can’t get over that this time last month, my son made his appearance into the world. Its been a hectic, messy four weeks, I’ve been sick on, pooped on, weed on and sneezed on but I wouldn’t change it for the world.

“Nappies, nappies everywhere, poo and wee flying in the air” (I just made that up). Within bubba’s first few days on the planet, he pooped all over me. How did that happen you ask, between hysterical laughter, well… I was still physically in pain from my labour and decided to change my son on our bed under his changing mat. After taking off his baby gro and vest much to his discomfort as he was crying his heart out, he went silent and then ‘PAAAARP’. A whole load of yellow poop flew out covering me ans the bed and all I could do is smile and look down at my beautiful son, and of course my boyfriend laughed his head off and said “rather you, than me babe”. As the weeks have gone on I’ve learnt when changing my son’s nappy to always have a wipe ready to cover his willy. One day I wasn’t quick enough with the wipe and well you can imagine what happened next.

Something that was definitely a news flash to me was how stressful it is to introduce your newborn to the outside world. Firstly trying to get ready to leave the house was a nightmare, I’m getting ready to leave but suddenly bubba is hungry again and then you have to burp him, and minutes after putting him in his car seat you see him smile and go quiet… yup you’ve guessed it, he’s doing a poo and in fear of not wanting poop everywhere you get him out to change him again. I’ve quickly learnt that trying to leave the house with a newborn requires waking up a hour earlier than scheduled.

Oh the joys of sleepless nights, does it get any better? HA! The most sleep I’ve had consecutively is three hours during one night. Bubba’s sleeping pattern at the moment is two hours asleep, one to one and a half awake which is spent feeding, burping and changing his nappy. However everyday is a different day in the world of a newborn. What they do today is different from what they do tomorrow. Everyone always says “sleep when your baby sleeps” HA! (again) that’s easier said than done!  Today my son spent most of the day sleeping so here I am awake writing this blog at 1:30am struggling to keep my eyes open whilst my son attempts to drift off into a deep sleep




It’s almost been a month, but I still remember giving birth like it was yesterday.

Friday morning I had a membrane sweep to help induce my labour after it was reported my blood pressure was a little high and bubba was quite low down and ready to come out. The previous day I was experiencing infrequent contractions – contractions were like intense period pains – so once my sweep was done in the morning things started to kick into gear later on that day.

I remember watching The Chase on ITV at 5pm crying to my dad – after spending most of the day sleeping (it wasn’t easy sleeping through contractions -that I couldn’t take it anymore. Fast forward to 7:10pm lying on the bed in the labour ward (I’m 3cm dilated at this point) with my mum and dad trying to call my boyfriend and sister that the baby was on the way.

Everyone’s labour experiences are different of course, and on a scale of 1 to 10, 1 being a piece of cake and 10 being personified hell, I can honestly say my labour experience was a 7.5/8. When I originally arrived to the hospital I was sick twice due to my hormones being all over the place and having gas and air didn’t make this any better. The feelings of every contraction was like straining for poo, so every few minutes I kept screaming “I need to poo!” and then being told by my mum, sister and the doctors and nurses that I needed to stop pushing as the baby was getting distressed by me pushing too early. And if needing to poo wasn’t the worse thing, lying there sweating buckets was no picnic either. Thankfully every time I had a visitor they fanned me with an empty sick pan to try and cool me down; “ugh, take your jacket off you’re making me hot just looking at you!” is what I remember barking  at my boyfriend when he came in.

Anyhow two hours later and a shot of pethidin in my right thigh, one of the doctors confirmed she could see the head – much to my sister and cousin’s surprise who were at my bed side – so they ran out to grab my mum and my boyfriend as it was time to push. All I could think was, thank God I was allowed to push I was tired as hell. I want to say 5-6 pushes, it could have been more but I was so out of it I can’t remember, I could feel my little boy coming out into the world. Literally. (I did briefly have to stop as the cord got stuck round his neck). A few seconds later he let out a little cry and then shut up. I couldn’t believe that I had given birth, an actual human had come out of my hoo-ha and was now completely dependent on me.


The Good, The Bad and The Ugly: Part Two

My part two post is all about the wonderful pregnancy symptoms I experienced over the nine months, however when I originally wanted to write and post my part two I went into labour a lot quicker than I expected and didn’t have a chance to write it.

My top five best pregnancy symptoms:

  1. Glowing skin

I noticed as soon as I fell pregnant my rashes and spots had cleared, my skin looked and felt amazing no matter how much crap I ate. Also what made me feel even better was how people noticed how great my skin looked and would compliment me.

2. A human growing inside of you

Far from a pregnancy symptom but I loved the feeling of my child kicking and squirming inside of me, at times it was painful – especially being kicked and punched in the ribs – but there is nothing more beautiful than having the life you created move inside of you.

3. Hair and nail growth

I definitely noticed my nails were growing twice as fast and even when I cut them they’d be long again in a matter of days, and my hair became softer and curlier and the texture really changed.

4. Increased appetite 

All you can eat food, I hear you say! There is no greater feeling than stuffing your face with whatever you’re craving as your bubba demands it. During my first trimester I was going through an avocado phase (even though I used to hate them) – this phase didn’t last long. I was also craving Hula Hoop crisps and Oreo milkshakes like no tomorrow.

5. Increased tiredness

As annoying as feeling tired all the time was, I’m a person who likes their sleep, so being able to sleep a lot during the day and blaming it on being pregnant was great and I didn’t feel guilty at all.

The Good, The Bad and The Ugly: Part One

Ah the good, the bad and the ugly when it comes to pregnancy symptoms. Something I learnt during my pregnancy is that no lady is the same, and no pregnancy symptom is the same. What may feel like absolute hell for me, might not even affect you at all.

Here are my worst top five pregnancy symptoms:

1. Morning sickness/nausea 

As I sit here typing this at 39 weeks, I’m unfortunately still getting nausea which bloody sucks. However it has subsided over the last few weeks but the constant needing to run to the toilet did make my pregnancy quite difficult.

2. Heartburn

Let me paint you a picture, imagine you’re sitting down or walking about minding your own business and then all of a sudden the fires of hell are rising inside your chest and you end up pulling the ‘oh god, why me?’ face. Yeah from my second trimester until now that’s what I feel pretty much every day.

3. Frequent urination

I’d like to say pre-pregnancy my bladder was pretty strong, well obviously that’s changed especially as my bubba has gotten bigger and decided the most comfortable place to lie is on top of mummy’s bladder.

4.  Constipation vs Diarrhoea

I know a lot of family and friends that are gonna read this are probably thinking ‘wow, couldn’t you have left this out Jordan?’ well I say honesty is the best policy! Whether you have one or the other or you are unfortunately cursed with both, the end result is sitting on the loo in tears crying ‘why me?’ (yet again.)

5. Forgetfulness aka ‘baby brain’ 

Oh I can’t wait to get my mind back on track! There’s only so many times you can apologise for your clueless behaviour and absent mindlessness and blame it on ‘baby brain’ from forgetting the journey home you’ve been driving for the last how many years to forgetting what you were even talking about with a friend.




Introducing me

Hello dear readers,

My name is Jordan and in less than two weeks I will become a first time mum, and I am beyond excited. A pregnancy blog has always been something I wanted to start as I wanted to share my experiences and views with everyone, as everyone’s pregnancy path is different.

Recently, my boyfriend and I moved to Essex where we got our first place together. Moving has probably been the most stressful situation I have been in during my pregnancy, from the constant saving to buying all our new furniture and moving all our old stuff out of our previous homes into our new home.

I currently work as a swimming teacher, teaching children from ages 3 to 11. Coming from a competitive swimming background, teaching has been something I have always wanted to do but I have definitely realised I think it will be too hard trying to teach my own child how to swim! When I am not teaching, I am blogging on my personal entertainment blog where I blog about the latest films, gigs and music that has come out.