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We didn't know what to expect. Although we both picked up pieces of information from family and friends, we were still ????? Clueless.
I was keen to find out the sex, but Walsall hospitals have a policy of not telling. Here in Shropshire they do tell - if asked. Manda wanted to leave it, preferring the surprise, although she could see the practicalities... Not that those practicalities matter much now.
Waiting was the worst thing... 9 months of it then more... On and on and on...
Manda was nearly two weeks over due when they gave her a push... So there was no mad midnight rush to the hospital - well, that's not true...
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I was sent home soon afterwards. They didn't know how long it was going to be: four hours, eight, sixteen? So, soon after the 8pm end of visiting I went home driving the 22 miles down the motorway. Into bed at midnight. Five minutes later... Ring Ring..
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Things went on in this room that really are only to be shared amongst the nearest and dearest. To me it was terrifying. I had no idea what was going to happen next...
Everything seemed to happen so slowly, then very, very quickly.
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I hope you're not too squeamish... But , well, it is just nature you know. Though to me it is the most utterly baffling event. Kinda like something off Star Trek, only real. Happening before your very eyes.
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The top photo shows the shape of her head. Kinda like a speed cyclist's helmet - all pointy at the back. It frightened me.
But as I watched, literally, she changed shape. As she breathed, she became more pink instead of putty yellow/grey, and as she breathed and started kicking and waving she changed - she began to grow.
Manda said, 'Esme Georgia.'
'Yes, perfect. Where did you get that from?' I asked.
No reply. It was as if by magic.
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