My niece, Cat, is expecting her first baby at the end of March. She's reached panic mode.
I well remember that time. Nikki was due at the end of February and I didn't really think about anything properly until I stopped work which was at Christmas the year before. I can recall visiting the neighbours next door on Hogmanay and being asked by several of the females present "Have you got all the stuff you need?" "Have you got your case packed?" "Have you decided on a pram/buggy?" etc. etc.
The answer to all of them was "Em ..... no." Then I went home and panicked.
Mind you it's interesting the sort of stuff which we had to make decisions on in those days. Certainly nothing like the stressfest facing new Mums nowadays with all the choices of wraps/milk/buggies/car seats/birth plans/swings/cots/monitors/changing tables & so on - it's mind boggling.
Anyway we have a family group on Facebook incorporating all the cousins, aunts and uncles so she started a conversation asking for any advice and cast offs. Everyone was chipping in with what they had that she was welcome to and the best equipment to get and how best to get through labour and everything and she was getting quite emotional with it all. We were all telling her not to worry and that everyone responded to their babies and labour differently and as long as she remembered to leave her dignity at the door she'd be okay :)
So in the spirit of this conversation whilst talking about labour, my niece, Marina, who is the most recent in the family to give birth, came out with this. (Stephen is her husband who was present at the birth).
So funny.
I well remember that time. Nikki was due at the end of February and I didn't really think about anything properly until I stopped work which was at Christmas the year before. I can recall visiting the neighbours next door on Hogmanay and being asked by several of the females present "Have you got all the stuff you need?" "Have you got your case packed?" "Have you decided on a pram/buggy?" etc. etc.
The answer to all of them was "Em ..... no." Then I went home and panicked.
Mind you it's interesting the sort of stuff which we had to make decisions on in those days. Certainly nothing like the stressfest facing new Mums nowadays with all the choices of wraps/milk/buggies/car seats/birth plans/swings/cots/monitors/changing tables & so on - it's mind boggling.
Anyway we have a family group on Facebook incorporating all the cousins, aunts and uncles so she started a conversation asking for any advice and cast offs. Everyone was chipping in with what they had that she was welcome to and the best equipment to get and how best to get through labour and everything and she was getting quite emotional with it all. We were all telling her not to worry and that everyone responded to their babies and labour differently and as long as she remembered to leave her dignity at the door she'd be okay :)
So in the spirit of this conversation whilst talking about labour, my niece, Marina, who is the most recent in the family to give birth, came out with this. (Stephen is her husband who was present at the birth).
So funny.
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