Good luck one and all

I finally finished my first year of Uni with flying colours I might add. 

Well now I am able to reflect on my achievements, it surely was not the best fun at the time. 

First semester flew by and before I knew it. I was actually doing some real life nursing. And I loved it! Even if I was 6 months pregnant and in my feet for 9hours a day. It was totally worth it. 

I now know that I'm in the field that I love. 

After the experience of my first prac two exams still remained. And like the trooper I am, I didn't ask for special treatment or a comfy chair (being 36 weeks pregnant of course I should have), I wanted to take the exam like every other student in that hot building. It was a lot easier inside then outside waiting. 

So for the final exam, studying was too much effort and I decided if I didn't know enough then so be it. I just said to everyone I saw, good luck, may the odds be ever in your favour, don't worry about it you'll be fine. It'll be easy. Well it was ok and we all passed. Yay! I hope I can take that moto into this next semester which has been labelled the hardest of the whole degree. I'll be hitting it head on with a three month old. Wish me luck because I'm silently dying inside. 

New life

After the most intense year of my life I think I need to recap on some highlights and low lights. 

Let's start with the best one. My daughter. Miss Lainey Jane. She is the best thing since having my son. I can honestly say I fall in love with her more everyday when I wake up and see her pretty face. Even if it's the second, third or forth time I've seen it that morning. Never even dreamed of having another baby for a long time, let alone a girl and I'm going to say it, she's a blessing, I don't know what I'd do without her. I used to think people were crazy when they called their kids blessings. I know I have a son already and I guess I can look back and say, yes he is a blessing. I more saw it as he is my favourite human. He still is my favourite human. But my daughter she is just adored. 

So birth not as simple and easy as my son. Although I'm glad I faced both type of births. It's encouraging for me as a student nurse to have had birthing experiences that women want or don't want. 

My princess decided to be stuck in breech position and nothing that was her fault, more so mine. Well a genetic abnormality that I had no idea I had until a week prior to her birth. And you know it explains so much. But despite the fact I was faced with a possible csection birth I felt positive about the birth. First time in the whole pregnancy. You know when you just know something isn't right, well that's what I felt. And I was right. Transverse breech and I have a Bicornuate uterus (heart shaped). 

So even though my csection was booked my little (I mean little) girl decided to show up early anyway. Weighing a mere 2.54kg which is around 5pound 9 I believe. 

Apart from feeling super weirded out by the whole abdominal surgery situation I was in and completely freaking out! That emotion you feel when you first see your baby is indescribable. I was hit with a brick of emotion and she was amazing! Has been a pretty awesome baby so far even if she hates the car and screams or just outright whinges because she can't handle not being held. And we love her, love our cuddles, love her smile, love her chins and she's loves us too. 

The best thing, seeing my seven year old fall in love with someone for the first time it is a sight to see ladies and gents. Watch out future girlfriends you have major competition, I'll know it when I see it. And future boyfriend you better be charming because you have a tough dad and a protective big brother to deal with. Good luck one and all.