So as many of you are aware, I have been holed up inside Hotel Liverpool (AKA Liverpool Hospital) and Hotel Campbelltown (AKA Campbelltown) for approx 2 weeks.
Those 2 weeks have been a complete rollercoaster ride! 11pm on Monday the 18th of April. My waters broke. I was only 33 weeks pregnant. I was home alone with my two boys while Shane was away working. Scary? You betcha!
So long story short I was admitted.. I gave birth, we were transferred, I was discharged, then readmiitted for a infected c section site then discharged... Now im just waiting for him to join us at home!
But what gave me the strength to keep going? It was my family and my friends. Knowing I had 2 gorgoues boys at home, and a hubby who loves me and wasnt coping all that well was a big kick up the bum for me to "get well soon". The support my Dad and My step mum Tracey showed was phenomenel and words cannot express how grateful I am to Trace for looking after my boys while I was in. My Mum, My Sister, and My BFF for doing a 1:30am mercy dash to Liverpool Hospital to only see him being wheeled into the NICU but then to applaud me like a Texas Cheer Squad when I was wheeled out of theatre. My sister Ashlea, for being there and talking to the nurses on a not so "professional" basis. When my "no they are not contractions" started. My BFF Nicole (Joshuas Godmother- Just ask her, she will tell you who she is) For being a rock and telling me to pull my head in when I needed to be told. To Sam, Danni, and Mel - more members of my extended family for letting me vent, cry, laugh and for keeping me sane and protected when I needed to. And everyone else who sent love, and light and well wishes.
It was an eye opener. In the last 2 weeks or so Ive learnt alot about different people and about myself. Normally when the going gets tough I hide into my shell ( I am cancerian after all!) but this time around I just picked up the phone ( or logged online - thank you Optus and Facebook!!!) and I knew I always had someone there without being "there". Ive learnt who to call true friends and who are friends of convinance ( something I have tried to teach Nick about for years and it was only a week ago I learnt the real meaning!) I have also learnt that I am allowed to cry, I am allowed to 'do things later', I am allowed to let my guard down. In saying this I have learnt true friends dont judge you (for instance this morning when I went to visit Joshy and had Miss Ashaley and her mum and realised I still had my slippers on!!! or when another girlfriend seen me and seen my eyebrows and didnt say a word when anyother time she would be trying to pluck/wax them on the spot!)
Friendship really is a priceless gift. There are so many quotes about friendship, how friends are your chosen family etc etc.
But Miss Mel made me crack up last night with her facebook status. To quote her:
Im proud to say I have a friend to fit every catergory there! And all but one is a member of Mamabake In Macarthur.
So what does this say for the Mamabake movement? It means we are surrounding by wonderful women. Women who will make you laugh, smile and cry and do whatever is needed to help a friend in need.
For this I am grateful! Im grateful to be a member of such a wonderful group and to be surrounded by such wonderful women.
So next time you call someone a friend, think about it. Are they truly a friend or a mere aquantince? I know my circle has widened since MIM has started and all I can say is, I hope your has too.
So thank you to everyone that has supported me (and my family!!) during this trying time. I cannot express my thanks in words.
Right now however, Its time for me to get my A into G and get back up and feeds the little munchkin so he can be even fatter for homecoming (hopefully!!) tomorrow!
Sending love and light
Those 2 weeks have been a complete rollercoaster ride! 11pm on Monday the 18th of April. My waters broke. I was only 33 weeks pregnant. I was home alone with my two boys while Shane was away working. Scary? You betcha!
So long story short I was admitted.. I gave birth, we were transferred, I was discharged, then readmiitted for a infected c section site then discharged... Now im just waiting for him to join us at home!
But what gave me the strength to keep going? It was my family and my friends. Knowing I had 2 gorgoues boys at home, and a hubby who loves me and wasnt coping all that well was a big kick up the bum for me to "get well soon". The support my Dad and My step mum Tracey showed was phenomenel and words cannot express how grateful I am to Trace for looking after my boys while I was in. My Mum, My Sister, and My BFF for doing a 1:30am mercy dash to Liverpool Hospital to only see him being wheeled into the NICU but then to applaud me like a Texas Cheer Squad when I was wheeled out of theatre. My sister Ashlea, for being there and talking to the nurses on a not so "professional" basis. When my "no they are not contractions" started. My BFF Nicole (Joshuas Godmother- Just ask her, she will tell you who she is) For being a rock and telling me to pull my head in when I needed to be told. To Sam, Danni, and Mel - more members of my extended family for letting me vent, cry, laugh and for keeping me sane and protected when I needed to. And everyone else who sent love, and light and well wishes.
It was an eye opener. In the last 2 weeks or so Ive learnt alot about different people and about myself. Normally when the going gets tough I hide into my shell ( I am cancerian after all!) but this time around I just picked up the phone ( or logged online - thank you Optus and Facebook!!!) and I knew I always had someone there without being "there". Ive learnt who to call true friends and who are friends of convinance ( something I have tried to teach Nick about for years and it was only a week ago I learnt the real meaning!) I have also learnt that I am allowed to cry, I am allowed to 'do things later', I am allowed to let my guard down. In saying this I have learnt true friends dont judge you (for instance this morning when I went to visit Joshy and had Miss Ashaley and her mum and realised I still had my slippers on!!! or when another girlfriend seen me and seen my eyebrows and didnt say a word when anyother time she would be trying to pluck/wax them on the spot!)
Friendship really is a priceless gift. There are so many quotes about friendship, how friends are your chosen family etc etc.
But Miss Mel made me crack up last night with her facebook status. To quote her:
Im proud to say I have a friend to fit every catergory there! And all but one is a member of Mamabake In Macarthur.
So what does this say for the Mamabake movement? It means we are surrounding by wonderful women. Women who will make you laugh, smile and cry and do whatever is needed to help a friend in need.
For this I am grateful! Im grateful to be a member of such a wonderful group and to be surrounded by such wonderful women.
So next time you call someone a friend, think about it. Are they truly a friend or a mere aquantince? I know my circle has widened since MIM has started and all I can say is, I hope your has too.
So thank you to everyone that has supported me (and my family!!) during this trying time. I cannot express my thanks in words.
Right now however, Its time for me to get my A into G and get back up and feeds the little munchkin so he can be even fatter for homecoming (hopefully!!) tomorrow!
Sending love and light
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