This day two years ago I was heavily pregnant, I had just finished my last day of work and I went to the doctors. At this stage of pregnancy you struggle on with all types of illness don’t you? If you go off sick you have to start your maternity leave immediately. I couldn’t afford to do that as I needed the time at the end of my period of leave at all costs for financial reasons. Thus I had been wandering around feeling really, truly, absolutely awful. Anyhow, now work had finished I decided it was time to go to the doctors.
Before I knew it at the Doctors, I was rushed in an ambulance to the hospital where I got stuck for a few days. That night I was lying in the same room which I gave birth to Boy, so delirious that I actually had what I can only describe as an out of body experience. I remember clearly floating above the bed looking down on myself. I thought I was going to die. It appeared that I had pneumonia or some horrid virus, no-one ever really did tell me properly.
Today I sat at home with my two beautiful children and for the first time we played some board games which I played in my youth. We started with Operation, I was amazed at how they took turns and really managed to understand it. Boy was exceptionally good at it. This was followed by several exciting, competitive and fun games of Hungry Hippos. Boy jumped up and ran around the game (we were playing on the floor) whenever he won, and Fifi made sure that we played fairly. For a one year old (nearly 2) and a three and a half year old, I was impressed. More than that though, I had a glimpse of what our future holds and I felt excited and optimistic for the first time in ages.
I sat playing Hungry Hippos, reminding myself that I shouldn’t be a competitive mum with the children and looked back to where I was two years ago. All that has happened and all that could have happened and I have to admit, I mentally said a little prayer of thanks to God that Fifi was not damaged in anyway by the high temperatures in my womb. She could have suffered all sorts of issues, there could have been incredible complications. Looking back, I am amazed at my personal physical strength to give birth naturally under two weeks from being in isolation in hospital.
That year our boiler also broke down, I came back from hospital, the house was cold, we had no hot water. Things were not good, yet we remained optimistic. This afternoon, playing with my two children I know exactly why.