Miracle On MY Street!
Being a mum is a wonderful feeling, isn’t it? It just takes nine long months to get there! I had a traumatic labour with my first baby, my little boy Diamond, now 3.
It was the day before my due date when I was induced, in December 2015. Doctors had to use forceps…
I couldn’t walk for months! So, when I fell pregnant again in March 2016, I was nervous.
‘You’ll be fine,’ my hubby
Olayemi, 40, said.
The midwife agreed, and encouraged me to go for a natural birth.
‘It’ll be OK this time,’ she said.
Like Diamond, this baby was due at Christmas time.
‘I’m praying for a miracle,’ I joked.
Everything went well – but then, on 22 December, I woke at 2am in agony.
Olayemi was on a night shift. I called him to say the baby was coming and he said he’d meet me outside, then take Diamond and me to hospital.
I went out. It was freezing but I felt clammy. Such agony!
Olayemi’s car pulled up and he hopped out to get me in.
I couldn’t do it! The pain was so bad, I fell to the floor.
Feeling the urge to push, I pulled down my PJS – just as a police car came past!
Officer Lianne Rees rushed over, helped me lie on the pavement. Olayemi ran to check on Diamond, get towels.
After 10 minutes, I gave a push and our beautiful Princess arrived. Then, before I had time to panic, the ambulance came, whisked us off to University Hospital of
Wales.
Thankfully, we were both fine. Baby Princess will turn 1 three days before Christmas... Let’s hope this birthday’s a little less dramatic for us all!