Hello all! I'm Mark (think Nicola refers to me as the great one!!). Nic has asked me to write a quick post on how I was affected during the pregnancy and birth of Paige.
So, here it goes!
After trying for just over a year, it was amazing to finally get the news Nic was pregnant. Although, Nic made a lot more fuss about that purple line than I did!! The pregnancy seemed to start quite 'easily', I mean there didn't seem to be much stress on Nic. She seemed to be enjoying every second. That was until the morning sickness started! As it became more frequent, the less Nic would get upset and understand it was just gonna be a regular thing. For me this was probably the hardest part of the pregnancy as I couldn't really do much, I knew it was just part of the process. It didn't make it any easier though, seeing someone you love in such distress is always going to be hard.
Once the sickness had stopped, everything began to get a bit more exciting. We got to find out that we were going to be having a little girl, and the planning could really start! I knew that I would have to get used to the colour pink...and quickly...as Nic is such a girly girl herself! Once the shopping had commenced I really got to see Nic enjoy herself. Picking out clothes and shoes and teddys and other things that we didn't really need!!
Once the due date was creeping up I started working every hour I could just to make sure that we had everything we needed. I was so tired but Paige needed a decent pram so the tiredness was justified in my eyes.
I had never been in such a state of panic when Nic revealed she thought she was having her first contraction! This seemed to be the normal way to feel right until the day Paige turned up. Nic was having contractions for over a day and its fair to say I was quickly getting more and more annoyed with all the stupid little sounds that came with every single twinge! I understood she was in discomfort...possibly even pain...but I needed to sleep!! When we went to hospital and was told Nic was going to be kept in I felt a massive sense of relief...as well as the odd bit of self doubt in the back of my head. Although now was a little too late to start thinking are we ready for this!!
The labour was a lot harder than I was expecting....I mean on me, not Nic! Nic had a rough idea what was going to happen to her, but I hadn't been told anything that would be expected of me. As the day went on I was feeling more and more useless, occasionally offering a supportive message because I knew I should. Trying to be supportive is the hardest thing to do when you are absolutely pooing your pants!!
When Nic was told to start pushing I seemed to get a second wind, the adrenaline didn't take long to kick in I can assure you! This was it...no going back now! I was expecting a good hour or two before I finally got to meet the tiny little person living inside my princess...not a mere 38 minutes!! I remember one of the thing first I said to Nic was 'based on how easy you made that look, getting kicked in the nuts really does hurt more!! I mean I was expecting a tirade of expletives, but all that was said was two or three 'oh my god' and a few screams. Nic made the entire day seem effortless and I am sure that I was feeling more pain hearing her scream the way she did.
I have never been more proud of Nicola, she proved that everyone has immense inner strength. She truly is a great inspiration to me, and I just hope that Paige realises how fantastic her mum is one day! (no Nic didn't make me write that!)
Lets just hope the next pregnancy is just as 'easy'!!