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  • InFamily, Hugo

    Hugo’s Birth Story {Part Two}

    If you haven’t already, then you can read part one of Hugo’s birth story here.

    I had forgotten what wonderful stuff gas & air was. It definitely didn’t make the pain of the contractions go away but it really helped take the edge off of them. It also just gave me something else to focus on. Which by this point, I really needed. All of my hypnobirthing seemed to pay off too and I felt like it really helped me control my breathing.

    It didn’t seem like long before Kate was asking if she could examine me again as they felt things were progressing well. I felt a little disheartened when she told me I was still just 3cm dilated. I really expected to be more as things felt so intense. Kate also gave me another extremely painful sweep. I think I chugged on so much gas and air that I felt like I wasn’t even in the room anymore! Once that was all over with, we headed back downstairs. I was sure I had hours and hours ahead of me still.

    Once downstairs again, I kept active by bouncing on my ball by the window in the living room. Josh and Char made everyone some food. I remember asking what the time was at this point and I couldn’t believe it was already 7.15 pm. My contractions were getting a little closer together so it was agreed that after we had eaten I could finally get into the birth pool.



    I think it was about 7.45pm when I got in the pool. The feeling of the warm water surrounding me was amazing. I felt weightless and found it so much easier to change positions and get more comfortable. Things get a bit blurry from here. I remember leaning over the side of the pool on my knees. The contractions were so strong and I was trying just to keep my focus on breathing through them using the gas and air.








    Char put some lovely instrumental playlist on in the background. And I declared I was feeling a lot of pressure down below. The midwifes told me to just go with my body. So I did. They said I should probably take my knickers off. But I couldn’t. So I think Josh cut them off. Oh so glam.

    I remember suddenly panicking as the realisation that I was about to have my baby sunk in. I must have said ‘I can’t do it’ a million times over. Pretty sure I even begged for a C section too.

    Another contraction took over. I pushed. And then my waters broke. Two maybe three? more contractions and his head was out. I could hear someone say they could see his little rosebud lips.

    One more contraction and Hugo was born into the water at 9.16pm. They told me to pick up my baby and I was just in total shock. I scooped him up out of the water and brought him up to my chest. I was the first person to touch him and it was the most amazing feeling in the world.




    I couldn’t believe he was here. That I had done it. That it had all happened so quickly too! He was finally here, safe in my arms and he was already SO loved.

    We sat in the pool together for a while and I remember just staring at him in utter amazement while hot salty happy tears rolled down my face. Nothing can ever prepare you for that rush of love you feel when you first meet your baby.



    Josh cut the cord and shortly after I got out the pool and slowly made my way into the living room to deliver the placenta. I felt extremely weak and was very aware that I was losing a lot of blood.

    It wasn’t long before I clocked the worried looks on the midwives faces. And the next thing I knew one of them was calling for an ambulance. I heard her tell them I was having a ‘PPH’. And I just knew. A post partum hemorrhage. I had the same with Bella and I knew that meant I was going to have to be transferred into hospital.

    I desperately tried to tell them I was okay. That I felt fine. I ordered Char to fetch me some lucozade and a cereal bar. But I think my pale face, low blood pressure and the fact I was starting to slip in and out of consciousness gave it away that I definitely wasn’t okay.

    At some point I delivered the placenta. I’m not entirely sure when. The paramedics arrived and promptly got me hooked up to a bag of fluids. I helplessly watched on as Char snuggled Hugo and Josh dashed around the house putting the last few bits into the hospital bag I had prayed I wouldn’t need.

    After what felt like the bumpiest ambulance ride EVER we arrived at the hospital. We were greeted by a lovely team of midwives who got me settled into a room on the delivery suite. I had to have bloods taken 6 hours post delivery to check my haemoglobin levels. Thankfully they hadn’t dropped too much and because the fluids had helped me to perk up massively they were happy to let me go home again.

    Despite desperately not wanting to go to hospital, I really am glad I went. I felt so weak post delivery and I definitely needed the fluids and some extra rest. We were looked after amazingly and were back home again within 12 hours.

    My home birth was everything I had hoped it would be and even though things didn’t end as planned, it was still an amazing birth experience and I am so grateful for the wonderful care I received both at home and in hospital.

    Char captured some beautiful photos just like she did with Bella’s birth and I will treasure them forever!



    Hugo James William Lee. Born at home on 18/06/17. Weighing a healthy 9lbs.
    The final piece to our puzzle. <3 

    *Birth photography by Charlotte Rawles Photography*

  • InFamily, Hugo

    Hugo’s Birth Story {Part One}

    I wanted to share Hugo’s birth story while all the details are still fairly fresh in my mind. I remember doing the same after having Bella, even though I didn’t have my blog then, I still typed it all up on my Macbook just so that I didn’t forget. I’m sure I will eventually get around to sharing hers here at some point too, but for now here is all about how our second baby came into the world. It’s a bit long, I considered cutting it down but decided to just share it in two parts instead, mainly because I don’t want to forget any of the small details myself!


    My due date was Wednesday the 14th June. This day came and went with no signs of a baby arriving anytime soon. As Bella was three days early, I never thought I would reach my due date this time around but alas, I did…

    By Saturday I was feeling well and truly fed up. The heat was just unbearable at 40 weeks pregnant. And I seemed to be spending way too much time googling ‘ways to induce labour’. Something I swore I would never ever do! Josh and I decided on Saturday morning that we weren’t going to talk about it all day. That we would just focus on having a nice relaxing family day with Bella. We popped out in the morning to pick up some food for lunch. We then headed over to Josh’s parents to spend the afternoon with them in their swimming pool. I left my phone inside to avoid all the ‘is he here yet?!’ and ‘any signs yet?’ messages I kept receiving.

    We ended up having such a lovely day. Bella absolutely loved having all of our undivided attention while we splashed about in the pool. By the time we headed home after dinner I felt thoroughly relaxed and refreshed for the first time in weeks. It was about 8.30pm by the time we arrived home and had put Bella to bed. I commented to Josh how I’d had a few strong tightenings since we had got home. Although, I didn’t really think too much of it and we settled down on the sofa to watch Love Island. By 9.30pm the tightenings were becoming a bit stronger and more regular so we decided to start timing them while I bounced on my ball.

    At around 11pm they were coming every 7-8 minutes and each one was lasting at least a minute. We decided to text Josh’s sister Char who was going to be our second birth partner/ photographer just to give her a heads up. After this we then spoke to Josh’s parents and between us decided it was best if they came to collect Bella in case things progressed quickly through the night.

    While we waited for them to arrive Josh inflated the birth pool in the dining room. He also made sure we had everything we needed downstairs ready and waiting. We scooped Bella out of bed just before midnight and off she went with her Nanny and Grandad. Once she had gone I remember feeling really emotional. I think it was knowing that the next time I saw her, she’d have a baby brother. And she’d no longer be my only baby.

    I carried on bouncing but things didn’t seem to be progressing any quicker . So at about 1.30am we decided to go to bed to get some much needed rest. We managed a few hours sleep between contractions but I was back up again at 5.30am. I was having to sway my hips during the particularly strong ones. We ate breakfast and things picked up again although my contractions were quite irregular. Some would be just four minutes apart and then others were eight and then occasionally I wouldn’t get any for twenty minutes. It all felt very similar to my labour with Bella apart from the fact my waters hadn’t broken this time.

    The contractions continued, albeit irregularly, all morning long. And by lunch time I couldn’t help but feel frustrated things hadn’t progressed further. I called tri age at 12.54pm for advice and they contacted the community midwife  She gave me a call about 10 minutes later. I explained what had been happening and she suggested she come out to see how I was getting on at home and to examine me to see if I was in active labour yet.

    Our lovely midwife Justine arrived at about 2pm and she was honestly one of the nicest people I have ever met. She immediately made me feel at ease and I was completely comfortable with her there. After examining me and performing a very intense sweep (ouch!) she told me I was 3cm but that she thought things would progress quickly and she wanted me to stay active. She told us she would stay for about an hour to see how things progressed following the sweep.

    Well she clearly knew her stuff as over the next hour things definitely got a lot more intense. At 3pm she told us she wouldn’t be leaving. Instead she called for the second midwife to come along and bring the gas and air. Both Char and Kate the second midwife arrived at around 4pm and my goodness was I pleased to see the gas and air bottle!!




    Part two coming soon! 

    *Birth photography by Charlotte Rawles Photography*