For my 20week scan my boyfriend managed to get the time off to come too.He was so over whelmed asking all different questions then he asked the sex he had been praying for a little girl he had even chosen the name abbie it means fathers joy and it was when we were told we was having a girl. The pregnancy went really fast and rather easy even more because he wouldnt let me do anything he really looked after me.Towards the end of the pregnancy i felt massive and really frustrated i just wanted it to be over. The comments that i got off people were rude and ignorent.\\\\\\\"Oh look another teenage mother\\\\\\\" I felt deverstated i was so happy but people had no right to judge me it really hurt but my boyfriend would reasure me that what people had to say didnt matter.
I was looking forward to my little girl so to make me feel better i went out shopping buying the most cutest baby clothes. She had the most amazing wardrobe and she wasnt even here, but it wouldnt be long to wait.
I had to wait an extra 10 days to welcome my little girl.
On tuesday the 30th January this year i gave birth to my little girl.
On the tuesday i had been feeling grumpy all day with a few aches but nothing too bad.I decided to get into a bath and relax that was at about 4pm but i didnt get out until about 6pm i just kept adding warm water. When i finally got out i sat with my boyfriend on the sofa watching tv with him all snuggled up.I still kept having these cramps so i phoned my mum and asked her what could ease it she said that i should phone the labour ward cause she thought i might be in labour but i was expecting this overwhelming gush of pain thats what it was like on the telly.I phoned the labour ward at 6:45pm and they too said that they thought i was in labour.
An hour later was a mad rush i felt ready to go to hospital.Im a complete wimp that cries at a paper cut so how was i going to cope.
My father in law took me my boyfriend and my mum to the hospital.My fears were that when i got to the hospital i would only be one cm dilated and that i would tear.
As the nurse checked me i didnt know what to expect it was all happening so quick she then told my that i was six cm i was so proud i had only just reolised that i was in labour.
My mum was there along with my boyfriend at first i was given a bath but it was cold so i got rather mad and wanted to get out.
I got out and got laid in bed i was so hungry even more so because my mum and boyfriend were filling there faces. My boyfriend bought me a mars bar and said its for when youve had our baby.
I was given gas and air and i was really relaxed and calm i was chatting with everyone and had the football on the radio.
My labour progressed really well and at 11:15 i told the midwife i needed to push but she wouldnt listen.It took until my mum demanded that she checked me before she reolised i was ten cm.
She rushed around to get everything together.
Because i had to wait for the midwife to get sorted and my baby didnt i was getting so mad. if only she had listened to me from the start.
My boyfriend and my mum where fantastic. my boyfriend stayed by my side and kept me calm. As our baby was born he began to cry the look on his face you could tell how proud he was he cut her cord and hugged us both it was the most amazing feeling ever She was born at11:54pm weighing a healthy 6lb 13oz. Then to my horror the midwife left me alone covered in blood.
But my boyfriend was my knight in shining harmour he went nd ran me a bath and bathed me cause i could bearly stand up. My mum watched our baby whilst my boyfriend bathed me and dressed me.
That night when they left me it felt so wrong i needed my boyfriend so bad.It was a very long night i didnt sleep at all.My boyfriend came upto the hospital as soon as he was allowed and stayed as long a he was allowed on the secod day in hospital he was that tired he got in my hospital bed with me and went to sleep.
But we got the news that we had been waiting for we could go home.
I packed my suitcase and like a proud dad my boyfriend carried our baby out of the hospital.we got home and all cuddled up on the setee. it felt so right.
My labour had been fantastic looking back.
My daughter is now 18 week old and we have a new little house for us all.She is a really good baby goes to bed at 7pm gets up at 8am and wakes twice through the night.My boyfriend is an amazing dad he works 11 hours a day and still gets up through the night.He walks down the street pushing our little girl with his head help up high.
Weve been together nearly three years and next year i will be one of the most luckiest people im having my very own church wedding.
What more could i ask for an amazing boyfriend who is a fantastic dad, the most beautiful little girl my little house and getting married i have never felt so happy in all my life.