Me and my sofa!

We all have our favourite items in our homes, some people love an item in their kitchen and some prefer a picture that hangs pride of place in their living room, whatever it is from framed photographs to a cooker, there is always something within your household that makes you smile, something that we are proud of os something that holds a special place in our hearts. Well with me it’s my sofa, not both of them as we have a 3 and a 2 seater but the smallest one makes me feel all warm with love when i look at it. We bought our sofa 5 years ago now, just before I gave birth to my four year old Joseph, We both fell in love with the style of the sofa when we saw it in the shop, as our house is only small we took down the measurements and did some adjusting in the front room and we managed to come to the conclusion that with a bit of squashing and squeezing the suite would fit into the room. The sofas are nice and big with lots of cushions on and long enough to lay down and have a little snooze on. It’s really comfortable and very relaxing, plus we can fit our whole family onto the biggest of the two, but this isn’t the reason why i love my sofa.

I love my sofa because it is where me youngest Oliver first made his appearance, Yes, It’s where i gave birth to him. I didn’t tend on giving birth on the sofa my idea was to have him in the squatting position on the living room floor (which was covered by the way) but due to having really low iron during my pregnancy i was too weak on my legs and they was becoming very shaky so at the last minute in my labour i made my way to the 2 seater sofa to take a rest but then the labour pains increased and became stronger and Oliver wasn’t going to wait for me to move and this is where he was born. There was me laying on the sofa, midwife at the bottom ready to catch my baby and wrap him up and the Other Half helping me to lean forward so it was easier for me to push, so he was laying on top of the cushions that are at the back. Oliver was born weighing 6lb 10oz, very healthy at 10:11 in the morning. The boys were at school, so once Myself and Oliver was checked over and wrapped up we lay on the sofa together cuddling away and this is where we stayed until the boys came home from school. Joseph was only in school for half a day as he was in nursery, could you imagine his little face when he came into the room and saw that his mummy was holding a little baby. He beamed the biggest beam i had ever seen a little 4 year old give, he came over and gave his little brother a kiss then ran off to his bedroom, I thought he was upset but he came back a couple of seconds later with his blanket and gave it to me saying that it was now for his little brother to use.


So you see, that is why i love my sofa. I’m not sure I would ever be able to replace it as it holds such lovely memories for me. Not only is it a comfortable seat but it’s sentimental to us all, It’s where my baby first opened his eyes, it’s where he entered into this world, it’s where i had my first cuddle with my gorgeous newborn, It’s where all three of my boys sat together for the first time, It’s where i fed my baby and it’s where my little baby took his first steps from and where he sleeps now.



20120614-131617.jpg If you have anything in your house that is sentimental to you please do share with me in the comments below

Thank you for reading 🙂


Home or Hospital birth

Hospital or Home Birth

What’s your choice?

I’ve had three children and have done both but I would definitely recommend a home birth.
I gave birth to my eldest boy in hospital, the birth was natural with no complications but they kept me in over night, which I hated, I just wanted to be at home.
So on my second pregnancy After discussing it with my partner we decided to go for a home birth. We would have two midwives and be in the comfort of our own home. We would be in control. Whilst in labour everything was going well, I had the two midwives as promised. It felt very surreal, there i was in labour panting away and Paul and the midwives were sitting on the sofa drinking coffee with frothy milk discussing the weather lol. My contractions were coming quick and fast and Paul was told by one of the midwives to warm some towels up in the microwave at this point the contractions stopped. I was taken into hospital by ambulance and hooked up to a machine to check the baby’s heart rate, I was put on a drip and given an injection to start the contractions again. After 2 hours of being in hospital baby was born by ventouse, he was in the posterior position (back to back), which explained why I was having real bad back ache, his poor little head was cut and blistered but everything else was fine. He was fit and healthy.
So I ended up giving birth in hospital for the second time (and they kept me in over night again)

-Posterior position is where your baby has his head down, but the back of his head is against your spine.
When your baby gets to the bottom of your pelvis, he’ll need to turn through almost 180 degrees to get into the best position to be born.
This can take quite a while, or your baby may decide he’s not going to turn at all! In this case, he will be born with his face looking up at you as he emerges. He might need forceps or ventouse to help him out.

So when I found out I was pregnant for the third time, what do you think I decided on doing?
Third time lucky I thought ‘home birth’.
Even after what I went through with my last labour I knew that I would be in safe hands, the midwives made the right choice before and if anything would go wrong this time, they would look after me like the last time.
Don’t get me wrong I had reservations and thought what if it happens again but I had heard from so many other mums that were my friends that having a home birth was a great experience.

So there I was, again, at home, in labour, with the midwives in my living room drinking coffee ( no frothy milk this time though lol). We had candles burning, curtains pulled, lights dimmed low, Adele playing in the back ground (and me screaming lol) giving birth to a healthy little boy on my sofa.
It was relaxing and a great experience which I enjoyed. I was in control, I could do what I wanted to do, drink what I wanted, eat what I wanted, sit on my favourite chair, watch my tv and listen to my own music.
I gave birth while my boys were at school so you could imagine their little faces when they walked into the living room and met their little baby brother.

What’s your preference of birth?

Home or Hospital?

Mine is definitely HOME because that is where the heart is!