Fatherhood

Welcome to the world…Austin David Yule

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So the little guy had been baking away inside the womb for 9 very long months. 9 months that have provided tears, pain, fear and apprehension, and that was just from me! We’d spent hours in parenting classes, hundreds of pounds on baby gear and thousands of moments thinking about how amazing it will be when he arrives.

Amy was due to be induced on Monday 25th September, the date was booked. We were convinced this would be the day. Our son, however, had other ideas. Just like his mum, he does things on his terms and waits for nobody’s permission. I had gone to work as normal on Tuesday 19th, unprepared for the day that was about to unfold. In a way I was glad, because I was very much looking forward to the dramatics of getting a phone call at work and having to run out like an olympic sprinter and drive home to rescue my pregnant damsel in distress. Instead, I had a little moment of panic and dashed out of work absolutely shitting my pants at what was about to happen.

Tuesday 19th September

This was the day that our lives would change forever. The day of labour. It was time to meet our son. When we arrived at the hospital Amy was only 3 cm dilated. Not even enough to be classed as ‘in labour’. Usually we would have been sent home at this point but Amy was clearly struggling. This was arguably the worst part for me. Being there next to her but being unable to do anything at all to help. That was a hard pill to swallow.

Within just two hours of being in the delivery room, Amy had dilated to 6 cm! This was moving along quicker than expected, especially considering it was our first child. Amy did manage to make a new friend during her labour. The gas and air machine. They were inseparable the whole time! She held onto it for dear life and it became glued to her left hand. Not that it did anything for the pain. What it did do however, was send Amy completely loopy. Some of the comments she would come out with were hilarious…

Amy: You know you are clean shaven? When that hair grows back that’s going to be all your fault.

Amy: Where are the Strictly judges?

The most frightening part of the day was when Amy’s waters decided to go. And they really did go! I could hear the pop from the top of the bed, and the waters went everywhere! Amy’s socks were full of blood and goo. Have a feeling she won’t be wearing them socks ever again! It took just 20 minutes after the waters broke for Amy to be fully dilated. The midwife said to have a little practice push just to see what it would do. When this happened, she just turned to me and said…”Right! Well are you ready to meet your son?” Shit. No not really. I wasn’t at all mentally prepared for this! I was shaking at the thought that this was it! Our baby was ready to blast his way out.

Baby Austin arrived at 7:10pm on the 19th September 2017 weighing 7 lb 10. After nine months he was finally here.

     Baby Austin…minutes old

Amy was incredible throughout the whole labour. I couldn’t have been prouder of her. Gas and air and one shot of morphine was all it took to get her through. When it came to actually giving birth, she only needed two pushes to get him out! It’s amazing what you can do when you put your mind to it. I will be forever grateful to Amy for bringing our son into the world safely. It’s something that I can never really repay her with. It has made me realise how strong she is and how much she has been through for us to get to this point.

Meeting The Family

I was desperate for people to start meeting him straight away. I was straight on the phone to my mum to tell her that she could see her grandson. It’s been a tough year for my family, so this was a good distraction for everyone. We deserved some happiness in our lives, and we were going to enjoy every second of it as a family.

           Austin with Grandma Yule

My dad would have loved to have seen Austin but I know that he will be looking out for him from above. As a family we will make sure that Austin knows everything about his Grandad Yule and he will be told so many stories about him.

Austin with Nanna and Grandad Wilson

Time To Come Home

          Ready for home

After a couple of days in hospital we were ready to come home. Time to start making some memories as a family. The drive home was interesting to say the least. This was the first time that I had ever had a baby in my car, and I found myself driving like an old lady. One of them drivers that everyone gets pissed at on a Sunday morning. Amy was sat on the back seat, watching him as though he was going to break out his seat and dive out the door.

We finally made it home. We walked in and put the car seat on the floor. What on earth do you do with him now? Do you just watch him and make sure he doesn’t wander off? It was a very strange moment. Like at what stage is it acceptable to put the TV on or to leave the room? I wanted to tell him that he was welcome to anything in the fridge, and the bathroom was just down the corridor.

Now that we were home, the real fun was about to begin. We were ready for nappy changes, bottle making and sleepless nights.

Welcome to parenthood. We won’t be getting a good night’s sleep for a good 18 years.

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