Mia Goes To Leikskóli (Nursery, Kindergarten)

Mia Goes To Leikskóli (Nursery, Kindergarten)

We did it, Mia is now a fully integrated, excited, and happy little nursery girl. She did us proud and made starting at Leikskóli (nursery here in Iceland) so easy. We took each day as it went, spoke to her about it so she knew what to expect, and got excited with her. Sure, leaving her there felt odd but I knew she was in good hands and would have so much fun.

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It was a week of integration. On the first day, we went for an hour or so, and then we slowly built on it until Mia and her teacher were happy. The plan was set out but Mia was happily feeling at home so they told me to go off for a coffee and pick her up in an hour - way before I was ready.

I got some ‘me time’ and tied up the house (as you do), went for a wander around the local charity shop and got started on my big long to-do list. Before I knew it, it was home time and I was picking up a very tired and over-excited little Mia.

wow, they grow up fast!! Now she runs there, waving bye and off to play with her new friends. Well done Mia.

Happy 2nd Birthday, Mia

Dear Mia, you’ve turned 2, two, wow!! Happy birthday.

we have a 2-year-old!!

What a fabulous few weeks we’ve had leading up to your 2nd birthday. Those two years have flown by, Pabbi and I can hardly believe we have a two-year-old. You’re just wonderful and we cannot wait to see how this year grows, and the challenges and lessons it will bring with it.

Peppa Pig theme

Much like many toddlers, you love Peppa Pig and so, of course, this became the theme of the celebrations and I had to make you (not one but two) Peppa Pig cakes. This was so much fun and I love making you things that you can enjoy and keep looking back on. The 17th of June is the Icelandic National Day, a day where children get balloons and so your Auntie got us to take her to two stores to hunt down a Peppa Pig balloon for you.

sunshine

Born on the summer solstice (just like your older cousin, Nori), Iceland didn’t fail us with a beautifully sunny day on the 21st of June. We took full advantage of this and went on a road trip to Hrunalaug, a fabulous natural pool and Mummy vlogged the trip.

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Road trip

We headed out for the day to Hrunalaug Natural pool, a hot spring on farmland just outside Flúðir. It’s an easy drive around an hour away from Reykjavik. The pool is a little hard to find if following google maps but drive through Flúðir, take the left turn off, keep driving onto the gravel road for 10mins or so and then you will see a small village with a very cute church. Pass by the village and take the farm road on the right, there is a small car park on the left after a few minutes - you will see the car where you pass to go to the pool. This donation helps with the upkeep of the site.

The change hut is basic but authentic. There is a bench and bin, don’t leave anything behind. This is where they used to bathe the sheep so it’s a basic structure and small pool but is fabulous. There’s a chest-deep pool at the end of the turn house and then a larger pool to the side, this is where they use to wash the sheep. The water is a lovely temperature - we got very lucky with the weather.

OOTD

Mia loves a good tutu so naturally, Mummy dressed her in a pink tutu for our road trip and then a light green tutu for her birthday party. She rocked both but look at her in her pink trainers, far too cute.

the Cake

The theme was Peppa Pig and so I got to work making a cake decoration. As fondant icing is hard to come by here in Iceland, I made Peppa out of clay and painted her, this way Mia can keep her and we could use her on both cakes. Yes, I made one for her birthday and then another the following week for her party.

the Decorations

We made it as easy as we could and reused decorations from previous celebrations. The hearts were from a friend’s Hen Party which I held in our home just before lockdown and the paper tassel string was leftover from our wedding. We got the 2 ballon in a local shop and that was the only new item we bought. We tried to be as green as we could and so we used our own plates and reusable straws and used up the paper cups we had.

mia’s Presents

A very lucky girl, Mia got some fabulous gifts and we are so grateful. Due to the fact that there is a pandemic going on, we live on a tiny island with few shopping options and well, it’s only sensible to socially distance from Malls right now - we went down the second-hand route for gifts and actually got some fab things via the local charity shop and Facebook pages. We gifted Mia a trike which she is jet to use. One of those Wheelybug ride-on-toy cows (second hand) which she wasn’t fussed about, toy cars (second hand) which she loves, and a chair for her little table (which I up-cycled both the table and chair to suit our living room and be used as a blackboard - she loves it.

I went to IKEA to get the popup tent and tunnel they have but due to the current situation, pretty much everything was sold out and new stock was somewhere in a shipping container so I turned to Facebook and got a nearly new one from someone downtown.

She also got a lot of great gifts from family and friends including some very thoughtful books, a cute rucsack, and some bubbles.

Happy 2nd Birthday, darling Mia (our little monkey mouse) xx

Back To Work After Maternity Leave

Back To Work After Maternity Leave

Here I am, the ‘hipster’ with their MacBook in a coffee shop but little do people know that I'm actually a semi-sleep-deprived Mum who’s baby (or rather a toddler) has just been dropped off at daycare for the first time - yup, I’ve never left with her with anyone apart from family members, and I think she was being a lot braver than me. 

Ironically, I’m sat opposite a table of 10 Mums and their newborns, maybe that is the gods of daycare settling my soul and calming me. It’s not making me miss Mia but instead, their little cries and the shaking of a rattle is reassuring. 

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Day Care in Iceland: Dagmama

This is the first week of daycare, or rather of the Dagmama (meaning Day Mama in Icelandic). It is a popular system here where one Dagmama takes care of up to 5 babies, usually in their home, and up until the child gets a place at Kindergarten (at around 18+ months). Mia is 14 months now (how did that happen) and we just got this sought-after space over the summer, so this is the first week back - a kind of trial week for all involved, as it were. 

On Monday I went with her for an hour. On Tuesday I took her, dropped her off, and went back 1.5hrs later (we both survived). Today was Dad’s turn, so he has just dropped her off and she will stay for a few hours to play and hopefully a nap too. If everything goes well for the rest of the week then she can go for a full day next week (and then I really do have to be brave). 

Sleeping Babies In Iceland

The nap thing is a little bit of a nervous issue for me as here in Iceland babies sleep in their buggy outside, in all weathers. This is something Mia has never done and to add to the challenge, she will nap in a new-second hand buggy we got purely for this reason. 

I’m absolutely sure she will be fine, she gets so exhausted by all the stimulation of toys and 4 other babies to play with but I’m Mum and so I worry. 

Preparing To Go Back To Work

We all know we have to face reality at some point, and although I work for myself and never really took maternity leave as such, I’m treating it as though I’m returning to work all the same. 

To help me stay on track, motivated and inspired, I have been keeping an Evernote document going with a huge list of ideas and things I want to do with my business. Everything from blog to vlog, new online courses, building up my email list, products, promotions, and more. I’m so excited to get stuck into it but I know Mum-guilt will kick in and I will have to deal. 

Mum-Guilt

It’s a funny thing. You feel guilty for being with your baby and not working, earning, and contributing enough. But then if you go and do some work - or anything away from your baby - you feel like a bad Mum = Mum-guilt. Basically, you can’t win. 

I remember when Mia was about 3 months old and taking a nap in her crib, right in front of me, I decided to get some work done. I wanted to do something relaxing but productive so I grabbed some canvases and painted a Blue Lagoon scene. She was asleep the entire time, and right in front of me so she absolutely didn’t need me or my full attention BUT I felt so damn guilty for doing something other than Mum / Mia stuff. How crazy is that? It makes no sense until you are there until you are a Mum and your mind is messing with you. 

A Pause Before Returning To Work

A few weeks ago, Ingimar said that when Mia starts at the Dagmama, that he wanted me to take 2 weeks off before getting stuck back into work. He knows how much of a workaholic I can be so he asked me to take some time to pause, to just be me; a buffer between Mum-me and working-me. 

To be honest, I struggled with this idea. It seems like a luxury I don’t deserve, selfish. 2 weeks of getting nothing done, what a waste I thought. But if I really committed to the idea of having a buffer between Mum and Work, then it wouldn’t be 2 weeks of getting anything done and it could be really good for the soul. 2 weeks of reconnecting and finding myself (that sounds a bit airy-fairy, I know) and finding my flow again. 

I actually think he’s onto something, but let’s not tell him that. 

What Even Is Me-Time?

As a new Mum, you hear this a lot. “Take some me-time…time for you…look after yourself too”. When I heard this I thought how? or when? But it’s important and can be so simple, we just can’t do it when we are so sleep exhausted and working with baby brain. 

To be real, it might look a lot different from your pre-pregnancy me-time but you can still escape a little and feel ok about it. Here are some easy-ish ideas to try:

COOK

When the baby is down for a nap, close yourself off in the kitchen and make some good old soul food. Get the slow cooker on or make a big pan of soup.

SPA

…and I don’t mean go to one. Get someone to look after the baby and lock yourself in the bathroom. Either run a bath or take a shower. Get out all those products you have been saving for good and use them now. Pamper yourself cos you deserve it now more than ever. Have a good cry if it helps get some of these emotions / hormonal craziness out - I sure did this and it helped loads

SLEEP

The saying “sleep when the baby sleeps” annoyed the heck out of me for a while. I did it in the beginning and it was great but after about 3 months, Mia’s naps got shorter and unpredictable and I just wanted to use that time (however long) to clean or get a load of washing done or just have some breakfast. But honestly, wherever possible - sleep when they sleep, even if it means you nap with them in your bed - you are both resting and that time is so precious.

ASK FOR HELP

I literally never did this cos I am an idiot. There, I said it. It took me until I had my operation until I asked my friend Brittany to come over and play with Mia or to just sit with me and keep me company. It takes a village and unfortunately our village here in Iceland is pretty small but my lovely family in Scotland helps when and where they can, and I love them for it.

DON’T DO IT ALONE

when you are able to and feel ok about it, leave the house. Motherhood can be very lonely and it doesn’t have to be. Visit a friend or relative, meet up with the other Mums from any prenatal groups you went to, go out for a walk with them (we formed a ‘buggy gang’ and kept each other sane), and try to go to local playgroups. It might be scary and often feels very unnatural as you’ll be making friends with girls who you maybe wouldn’t normally be friends with (and you might only talk about your babies) but it can be great company and stimulation for baby.

Finding Me Again

Mia is happily playing with her new little gang at daycare, I need to focus back on myself. She still needs me, yes, but I need to find myself again and start to focus back on my business, my goals, and my income. 

Income & My Goals

I said it, income, money. Argh. As a working Mum, this can be a very daunting area as I feel pressure to bring in money but I have Mum-guilt, and I definitely don’t have as much focus or energy as before. 

I want to be honest with you and help where I can, especially if you are also a working Mum. I have to say that Mia is now my main motivation. I can remember sitting on the sofa, breastfeeding her one day, and making a promise to her that I would work hard and work intentionally to help build the life she, and we, deserve. 

Having her in my life is a huge responsibility but it is also a huge motivator. I want to do well, I want her to see me working and achieving my goals. I want her to look up to me, and I want her to be proud of her Mama. 

I juggle a lot and so going back to work isn’t as smooth as returning to the office. Here are some of the things which make up my ‘job’: 

  1. Layoutlines.com

  2. Blog

  3. YouTube

  4. Online Courses

  5. Creative Workshops

  6. Instagram & Collaborations

  7. Shop / Wholesale / Commissions

My Buffer Time

Here we go, I’m nervously entering into my ‘buffer time’ as suggested by the viking. I will of course still be adding all my ideas to that list in Evernote but I am trying not to work too much and ease my way back into things. Here are the things I want to do in the next 2 weeks:

  • Rejoin the gym and try some classes

  • Swim and sit in hot pools

  • Go to the cinema

  • Bake

  • Cook

  • Deep clean the apartment, I’m wild, I know

  • Declutter as much as possible, I’m no minimalist - more like minimal-ish

  • Catch up with friends I haven’t seen in ages

  • Meet some new contacts I’ve made here in Reykjavik

  • Book flights for upcoming weddings


Are you on maternity/paternity leave, returning to work?

Our Birth Plan

Our Birth Plan

You might be reading this post as you research Birth Plans and contemplate what’s ahead, or you might just be interested in our journey and how we approached it.

To be completely honest, at no point did I expect to have a plan that we would follow - let’s be real, nothing in my life has really been like that so why change it now. I’m much more of a list maker. I make list for lists and so naturally I approached the concept of a Birth Plan as more of a list of suggestions and ideas for labour and delivery. I think this is more realistic and really worked for us.

So whether you have a Birth Plan or a list of ideas, here’s what we had on our list - just typed up on my phone (and printed for the hospital bag).

personal points

Language barriers | As I would be giving birth here in Iceland (I don’t speak enough Icelandic to labour in it) my main concern was that everything would be said in Icelandic and so I wouldn’t be able to completely follow what was happening, and that could potentially get stressful. Without sounding rude and obnoxious, my ideal solution was for medical staff to speak English to me, where possible, but confirm any important changes or information in Icelandic with Ingimar to avoid any mistranslation. All staff spoke English and this wasn’t an issue at all. 

Prenatal meetings | We felt pretty organised (well, as much as we could be for our first child) and had attended a ‘Birth in Iceland’ seminar at Bjorkin - which I highly recommend if you live in Iceland. I wanted to do this course mainly to set my mind at ease and make sure we knew what to expect.

Labouring, from home to hospital | We used the Pregnancy+ App to help us keep track and count contractions. I wanted to labour at home for as long as I could, as recommended by our midwife. At this time Ingimar was to call the hospital and let them know my labour had started and to request a room with a birthing pool. When we were ready, we would head to the hospital, that way they would be expecting us as we had pre-registered.

Midwives names | It was important to me that we learned the midwives names straight away, especially as some Icelandic names can be difficult for me.

What to avoid | The last thing I wanted for the actual delivery was a room full of people. I discussed this with Ingimar a few weeks prior so he knew I wanted (ideally) just myself, Ingimar and the midwife delivering baby unless otherwise advised.

Birth Plan

EARLY LABOR

Massage | key to comfort and distraction. I found that gentle hand massage on my lower back was good at the start but I think it just annoyed me as labour progressed - I probably got annoying too so I don’t think it lasted long.

Move around | help labour progress naturally. This was something that made absolute sense to me and I wanted to do it as soon as my waters broke to get the labour going and progress faster BUT when my waters broke, I got back into bed where I laboured for a couple of hours before I actually got up again. Once I was in the hospital however, I paced the floor, back and forth, for hours and hours which I believe really helped me and my body to progress and cope.

Assist standing & squatting | I didn’t do much in early labour other than sitting on the toilet for a while as my waters slowly broke. In labour, Ingimar was really good at this. He helped me move around, stretch my back out, take the weight as I needed and suggest different positions to try for comfort and progression.

No Dad jokes, please | This was an early agreed rule with Ingimar - king of the bad Dad jokes. I rarely find them all that funny so I knew I didn’t want to hear them in labour. Pick a different time and place, or just save them for a few weeks later, please.

Dim lights | My water broke early morning and I went into labour on midsummers day (21st June) which, here in Iceland, meant 22hours of daylight so dimming the lights wasn’t really something anyone thought of. When we got into the delivery room I saw that there was a building site opposite so I closed the curtains but it was an overcast day anyway. The room was nice but it wasn’t a cosy atmosphere, it was very sterile. In hindsight, I don’t think this would have been something that had helped me much, I was very much in my own head and had my eyes closed for a lot of labour.

Smells, oils & spray | I had them all packed in my hospital bag - that sat on a chair, unopened, in the corner of the room. I was definitely one of those first time Mums that overpacked and didn’t use anything from my hospital bag.

Music | I meant to make a birth playlist of music from our wedding and stuff but I never got round to it. We brought a mini travel speaker, it wasn’t used. We didn’t listen to anything the entire time we were at the hospital.

“Breathe the baby down” | relax as much as your body will let you. In between each contraction, try to talk and even smile. Relax your jaw. Breathe. Open your hands so that you aren’t holding onto any tension. No fits. Relax the lower part of your body, this will help relax your cervix.

I used this method of breathing, it really worked for me in my natural labour Breath colours.

Don’t fight contractions | relax into them. Breathe and let your body do what it knows to do.

Walk, count steps, distract mind | Being active is a great way to help progress labour. A gentle walk or climbing the stairs can do wonders - I know, it might be the last thing you want to do but it can really help. It works as a great distraction for the mind, count steps and focus on that.

‘happy place’ | some people think up a happy place in their heads and go there when they are in labour, some think about places they have been or even have heard about. My mind took me back to a trip I’d taken with my sister to Bath a few years back - I haven’t thought about it for a while so it was completely random but I am very close to my sister and she also has a baby so I think I was already thinking about her. Focus the mind on this place but in detail. Really distract your mind. You don’t need to say anything out loud, it can be stronger just kept in your head. A happy place will help encourage oxytocin, the happy hormone, and that helps progress labour.

Each contraction is a step closer to baby | it’s true, whether you feel like it or not, baby is on their way - you got this.

Stamp out adrenaline | this didn’t happen to me but maybe that’s because I was walking for most of my labour. If you feel adrenaline coming on then stamp it out, it can act as the opposite of oxytocin and actually slow things down.

Bring on the Oxytocin | this is the happy hormone that will help labour progress and so it is important to relax and try to increase this hormone by feeling good - smile, listen to your favourite music, retell happy stories, talk about baby and how excited you are for this new family life, etc. Be excited about baby coming.

Hot/cold compress | have both packed and ready. A cold gel compress is handy in the fridge and is great for helping with post-birth recovery and when your milk comes in. Grab a hot water bottle and cover too, this can be good for the start of labour (often it feels like period pains and so this can be comforting) and you might want to use a hot water bottle wrapped in something to ease discomfort for when your milk comes in too.

Massage balls | pack some tennis balls in the hospital bag. They might stay in there but you might fancy having them rolled in a circular motion on your lower back.

Sit on the loo | possibly the most natural position to labour in and sadly not one we often end up in. Squatting is a great position and one your partner can help with. Sitting on the loo supports you but you might be a little embarrassed to try it in front of your partner and midwife - trust me though, you won’t feel embarrassed about much after the birth.

Chant | This isn’t for everyone, and I’m not one for chanting but in my second trimester I went to prenatal yoga and the meditating chant was quite relaxing (well, compared to trying to do yoga with a bump). I didn’t continue it but instead swapped for prenatal aquafit which I loved, but the chant often came into my head and was quite relaxing and meditative. Ingimar claims to be Buddhist, definitely not practising but he goes to meditation meetings and often chants. He would, on occasion, ask if he could chant “Om na mor, guru dev na mor” to bump but we didn’t do any of this in labour. He might have, I honestly wouldn’t have known.

TRANSITION

Move around, try different positions | I watched lots of videos on positions for labour on YouTube, and then picked one for Ingimar to watch with me so he had seen some of the positions and could hopefully remember and make suggestions on things to try. We didn’t really do any other than standing with my arms around him to help take some of the weight off me.

Use the exercise ball (or peanut ball to keep hips open) | This was brought to me in labour and I tried it once before pretty much kicking it across the room - it felt like the bounce has moved baby back up the birth canal and so I certainly didn’t want that. I didn’t use it again and didn’t need the peanut ball. I hardly used mine throughout pregnancy, I sat on it a few times when I had Braxton Hicks contractions.

Gas & Air, Epidural if needed (not straight away) | I got my wish but thinking back, I’m not sure how I managed on just Gas and Air. I think it all comes down to being a first time Mum and not knowing what the heck you are in for and how much you can take / how bad it’s going to actually get. The pure magic of hormones and time means I don’t actually remember how bad it got but I know there was only one stage where I asked what other pain management they could offer and that was when I was 10cm - it was too late. I’m happy and proud of myself, and my body, that I managed on just Gas and Air. I feel it was best for baby and that was important for me.

SECOND STAGE: DELIVERY

No episiotomy (unless absolutely necessary) | it obviously was and I had clearly had a valid worry about having one. At that moment, I didn’t feel anything, I just wanted baby out and safe so of course, I didn’t question it. The cut was made and baby was delivered. After birth and the afterbirth, I was stitched back up which took almost 2 hours and a number of people. This worried me a little but I didn’t know if that was normal. It was not pleasant at all. I felt some of the stitches and was concerned about how many people were involved in it. I don’t want to worry or scare you, it was the best thing for Mia and of course, I’d do it again for her safe delivery, but those first few hours with her on me weren’t the magical experience I had hoped for.

Natural placenta delivery (preferred) | This is all a blur now but I semi recall the midwife telling me that I should push on the next contraction and the placenta would be delivered. It was very straightforward and easy in comparison. I asked them to check if the placenta was intact and they showed me it, I was kind of grossed out.

Umbilical Cord | It was important to us that the umbilical cord be left uncut until it had stopped pulsating so Mia could get all of the nutrients from it before Dad cut the cord. It’s not really a magical moment like in the movies or something, it’s all kind of a blur - Dad is told to cut, you are holding your newborn and about to be stitched back up.

Skin to skin | the ah moment every Mum imagines as the end goal - right after all that pushing, breathing, panting, contracting and pure butt-kicking that labour and delivery is. I really wanted to have skin to skin straight away, uninterrupted, pure baby bliss. Those first few moments with baby after delivery are so important for bonding but also for all the hormones, the babies latch and so on. It was lovely and we did get our kind of uninterrupted skin to skin but they also started on my stitches so I was in pain and worried about my recovery. I guess having her on me helped me deal with that but I worried for a long time if she could feel my pain and discomfort.

Dad got skin to skin with Mia once I was all sorted and he also slept with her on his chest for the first night.

Don’t take the baby away | Clearly, I’ve watched too many movies but I wanted to make sure that if Mia was to be taken somewhere for any reason, that Ingimar would be there with her. Not for fear of the wrong baby being brought back but more that I didn’t want Mia to be alone.

Breastfeeding | I hoped we would be lucky enough to get to breastfeed and that Mia would latch on. In Iceland, it is very much encouraged to have your baby to latch on right away. I always planned to try breastfeeding and am so happy it worked out for us but I don’t think I was ever asked if I wanted to breastfeed, I was just told to try it. As a first time mum, I don’t know if this is the norm everywhere but I think it’s great. It helped baby, it helped me and it made everything so much more real. Mia knew what to do straight away and it felt so natural having her on the boob.

Photographs | remember to take some. I had looked up newborn, delivery photography and had all these ideas in my head of the kind of pictures I wanted to take BUT in reality, I certainly didn’t feel like having my picture taken as I lay there all stitched up and very uncomfortable. My baby was and is beautiful, the first few moments were very raw and real, we did take some pictures and I’m glad we did but the pictures I love were taken that first night or upon leaving the hospital.

I’m glad I captured a little bit of the start of labour and then when we were on the recovery ward for the vlog but I honestly don’t know how people vlog their birth experience - we never planned to and I’m glad I didn’t have to worry about that and could just be fully present in it all.

Dad with newborn baby

*notes For Dads/birthing partners

Be patient | I can’t imagine what it’s like for the Dad or birthing partner. First off you can’t really do all that much to help, you have to watch your loved one in pain, you have to wait patiently for hours and then boom, out pops a baby and you’re instantly a parent. For us, we have had 9+ months getting used to the idea of a baby and being a Mum. We are trying to be in control of our labor and ourselves. We might say something we regret, we might tell you we can’t do it, we might throw the Birth Plan out the window in the first stage of labor. Stay strong, listen to your partner, remind them of their birth wishes. Do not, at any point, say you’re tired or have a headache or something equally stupid. Keep your perspective.

Tell us if you’re leaving the room | I knew I would be in the zone and so I wanted to know I could call on Ingimar at any point and he’d be right there unless he had said so. He was amazing about this and only left my side to run downstairs and grab some food after asking me if I was absolutely sure - he must have demolished the food as he was back at my side only a few contractions later. I was more nervous about this before labor than in it.

How to help | Massage is one of the best things you can do in the early stages of labor. Get some tennis balls and roll them in circles on the lower part of our back or wherever is best. Aside from that, help change positions and remind us of different positions for comfort and to help baby progress. Offer the birthing ball or whatever is available. Be polite and friendly with staff, but direct when and if needed.

Offer us stuff | Offer sips of water, keep us hydrated, especially if on Gas and Air. It might sound rude but we are probably in the zone and so only know what we want that very second. Yes, we need you to be mind readers. To be super helpful, try different things (anything you think might help) and keep trying them until you feel is right - i.e, don’t just ask if we want a drink of water but instead hold a cup of water with a straw in it out to us and we will either take a sip or not. We might say no or shake our head, or even ignore you - remember we are in labor so don’t take it personally.

The hospital bag | Know what’s in the hospital bag and use some of it to help out. Offer lip balm - hand it to us open and ready to use. If we say no, that’s ok, keep thinking of things we might need or want every now and then. To be honest, we aren’t thinking of anything but getting from one contraction to the next.

Hold sick bag | what a lovely job you do get. Holding sick bags, helping us on and off the toilet, or in and out the birthing pool. But we need you and we sure appreciate your strength as we wrap our arms around you and bear down on your shoulders as another contraction hits.

Don’t take frustration/irritability personally | This is real. The transition phase is when some woman gets really irritated or frustrated and - in the movies - is when they scream that they’re never having kids again or something. Be aware of this stage in labor, it’s short and is usually right before your bundle of joy appears but it’s a tough one. At this point, I was pushing and groaning as I gave it everything I had so Ingimar said to me that he would groan and loudly moan with me, and he did. Be supportive.

Install car seat | make sure it is in place and you know how to use it. If you don’t have it in place, the midwives won’t let you take the baby home.


what’s on your birth plan list?

My Natural Labor & Delivery Story

My Natural Labor & Delivery Story

I sit here, in bed, recovering from my recent post-birth operation, and am finally getting into the headspace to actually write about our experience of becoming parents so today I sharing our natural labour and delivery story. Our first child, Mia Elisabet, was born on the 21st of June 2018 at Landspítali Hospital here in Reykjavik, Iceland. I had 13 hours, of natural labour, and Mia arrived safe and sound into the world at 5:25 pm. Here’s a rundown of the big day.

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Acupuncture (avoiding induction)

In the run-up to my due date, I met with our midwife Harpa at Bjorkin as, for some reason, the hospital and our local midwife started to discuss the idea of an induction. I wanted to avoid this so we discussed our options and she offered to do some acupuncture on me. I had never tried acupuncture before but found it very relaxing and well, let’s just say I believe it contributed a great deal to the next steps.

Acupuncture avoiding induction

Braxton Hicks Contractions & Real Contractions

Braxton Hicks contractions are the contractions you might feel before you are actually in labour. They act as a warm-up, preparing your body but can drive you mad as you hope they will quickly turn into the real deal. There are a few ways to tell if your contractions are the ‘real’ or practice Braxton Hicks. Read up on this - but basically, it’s all about timing and if they increase in frequency and strength. On the plus side, they tend to be more uncomfortable than painful and are a good sign as they help your body prepare for birth. Use this time to prepare yourself mentally for contractions too.

As many women do, I had Braxton Hicks contractions on and off for days before my waters broke. They didn’t get too bad - similar to a strong menstrual cramp - and were helped by massage (time for your partner to get involved) and a hot shower / hot water bottle to ease the discomfort.

The day before

Such is life, we can never pick the perfect time to naturally go into labour and so we were far from ready. We had been ready, but then we went through the second kind of ‘nesting period’ and switched up a load of our appliances so the apartment was a mess. We had a new fridge/freezer and dishwasher delivered but not yet fitted. Ingimar and I tried to move the fridge into position - mostly Ingimar, obviously - and the dishwasher was still sitting in the living room on cardboard waiting to be installed. I had just been to the second-hand furniture shop to buy a chest of drawers for the nursery, so they sat in the middle of the room waiting to be cleaned and painted. And to add to what I thought I would have time to achieve before I went into labour, I had just collected a fridge full of Isey skyr for collaboration and was getting ready to shoot those pictures.

So not the best timing, eh?!

The night before

Ingimar and I went to bed early, cuddled up, and watched ‘Knocked Up’ (as recommended by our Midwife as a fun but kinda realistic labour movie). Ingimar fell asleep, I finished the film and then drifted off. I woke up at 4 am with an odd sensation and wasn’t sure if I needed to go to the toilet (safe bet as you go all the time when pregnant) and, yup, it all started.


The big day | Thursday 21st June 2018

I asked Ingimar to keep a timeline of my labour and delivery

04:15 | Sonia wakes as her waters break and goes to the toilet

It’s a very odd feeling, a calm feeling. It doesn’t happen dramatically so you’re not sure if you just lost control of your bladder but then it doesn’t stop. Slowing but surely your waters have gone and the real adventure begins. I was feeling a little nervous but mostly excited I was surprisingly excited. It sounds cheesy but I looked in the mirror and said to myself “You can do this, it’s time to have a baby“.

05:20 | Sonia wakes Ingimar

Contractions started pretty much as soon as I returned to the bedroom and told Ingimar. I took 2 paracetamol and lay down in bed. The contractions were similar to Braxton Hicks or very strong period pains but they were starting to get stronger, longer and faster.

05:20-08:30 | Ingimar is timing the contractions on the Pregnancy+ app. They are hard and long, harder than we expected so early into the labour, it’s a little confusing so Ingimar calls the hospital to speak to them and let them know what our situation is. He then calls Gran Roza (over in Scotland) to let her know what’s happening and she looks up flights right away.

I spent a lot of the latter part of my pregnancy reading and watching positive birth videos to get a good idea of what to expect and try to appreciate how different each Mothers birthing experience can be. I was very open to whatever was going to happen and tried to be as relaxed as I could - after all, the baby was going to arrive how and when the baby arrived. I had read about positive affirmations but wasn’t sold on any. I knew about Hypnobirthing and had listened to some podcasts and tracks, but hadn’t done much more. I read and read blog posts and articles on breathing - one stuck in my mind, I had been practising it.

Breathing Colour: so I did. I would breathe in a colour…and then breathe out that colour until it faded in hue completely - I did this, and this only for over 2 hours at home.

I lay in bed, on my side, breathing in and out colours as Ingimar made calls. I’m not sure if we had music on but I had made a playlist and it wasn’t even used at any point in my labour. With no idea how I would progress, I asked for a cup of tea (laughable really) and some toast. By the time Ingimar returned with it, I was progressing fast with hardly any breaks between contractions. He called the hospital again and they told us to come in.

08:30 | After speaking with the midwives for the second time, Sonia gets up and dressed, and we leave for the hospital. The contractions are now passing 3 minutes in length.

I got up and slowly pulled some clothes on (a challenge indeed, why did I bother really). Ingimar ran down to the car with my hospital bag and made sure the car seat was fitted and ready. He brought the car to the door and came back up to help me. I was struggling to get dressed between contractions as they were so close together. From the bottom up I had managed my UGG slippers, Ingimar’s grey joggers (yup, light grey, so my still leaking waters were showing), but my top and he put his dressing gown around me. Classy - not the outfit I had planned to arrive at the hospital in.

09:10 | Arrive at the hospital.

Driving to the hospital must have been a nerve-wracking journey for Ingimar to make but he appeared very calm. Luckily it’s only a 10-minute drive and rush hour (not that there is one in Reykjavik) was over. Being in labour and being in a car is an interesting experience - and one that takes skill in hovering over the seat and holding onto anything whilst your body contracts. Luckily it is natural for your body to slow down a little when you change the environment so I only recall having a few contractions in the car, and they were shorter. I do remember being stopped at the traffic lights whilst having a contraction and pulling the hood of Ingimar’s dressing gown over my head to hide from the cars beside us.

Arriving at the hospital, no car parking space found - typical - Ingimar dumped the car at the door and we went in. I had written an “emergency: wife’s in labour “ sign to put on the windscreen but it was probably still on my desk at home. We took the lift up to where the midwife was waiting for us, she took us into a small room, helped me take my clothes off and examined me before covering me with a hospital gown.

Between the journey, the contractions, and all the breathing, I was a little delirious and thought that the midwife was our friend’s wife - she just looked like. The midwife was pregnant herself and so after my labour, I was convinced that our friend’s wife was pregnant. I was already losing it and I’d only had 2 paracetamol!!

09:30 | Dilation is not far 1-2 cm

When the midwife told me that I was only 2cm dilated, I couldn’t believe it. I got worried. If I was already in this much pain and discomfort at only 2cm, how the heck would I cope?! I asked for something to help with the pain. She told me that one of the bigger rooms was almost ready so if I could hold on then I’d get something in the room. A few strong contractions later we were walking into our birthing suite.

The room was big. A suite. We joked that we had the 5-star suite. There was a bed and a good-sized birthing pool, and there was Gas and Air. Thank goodness. We closed the curtains as I felt very aware that there was a building site opposite us. I got into my clothes - a black cotton night dress and a T-shirt over the top. I started to walk back and forth in the room, breathing in the gas and breathing out colours. I did this for hours, I didn’t speak, I just walked back and forth. I think this was possibly the quietest hours Ingimar has ever experienced with me. I was in the zone, focused and doing my thing.

Landspítali Hospital Birth Suite

All this time Ingimar was updating the family and my Mum and her partner were on their way to Glasgow to board a flight to Iceland. I had no idea.

11:00 | Dilation is 5-6 cm

The midwife left us pretty much to it, she came in to do her check-ups, help untangle the Gas and Air tubing, and chatted to Ingimar in Icelandic. Thankfully she reported I was now almost 6cm dilated. I felt relief, what I was doing was working, it felt good and I was in control. She said I could go into the birthing pool at any point so just to let them know and they’d prepare it. I was happy to keep walking for now but wanted to try the birthing pool - in my mind, I felt like, if I left it too long then I might be too late for the pool.

Ingimar continued to update the family. Mum boards her flight.

13:00 | Dilation is close to 8cm, Sonia enters the birthing pool

I walked back and forth for almost 4 hours. I would stop now and then to hold onto Ingimar and stretch my back out as much as I could. I also leaned over the bed as he massaged my back but it felt better to be constantly moving. I felt good, in control and managing on just Gas and Air.

The midwife brought in a birthing ball and Ingimar helped me onto it. I bounced once and immediately stood up and kicked the ball away. I felt like the bounce had moved the baby further up and certainly didn’t want that feeling. She then suggested we move to the pool to see if that helped the baby.

The pool looked inviting but trying to get in and out would be a little challenging. I took my clothes off, and the midwife checked me before I got in and said I was almost 8cm. wow!! Once in, it wasn’t as relaxing as I had thought and I felt a lot more exposed. Naked in a pool, feeling and looking HUGE with two fully dressed people sitting in front of you chatting in another language whilst you deal with contraction is a very odd feeling. I took the mask off and tried to join in the conversation between contractions. The midwife was trying to get Ingimar to go for some food as this would be a good time before it all got very real. I said go, then held the mask back tightly on my face as another contraction hit.

Ingimar was back in no time.

They asked how I felt - I honestly just felt like I had to do a poo and that it was stopping the baby from coming. From my research, I knew that this was a good sign in labour as baby makes their way down the birth canal but I felt like I was blocking it. They got me out of the pool, on the bed and I was given a suppository. After a few minutes, I tried to use the bathroom (a first in front of Ingimar) but he patiently helped me on and off the toilet and then back into the pool.

14:00 | Sonia enters the birthing pool again

Back in the pool, the weight of the baby was off me and the longer I was in the pool, the more comfortable I got. Suppository in and now naked in a pool, I didn’t care what that outcome was - I held the Gas and Air mask tight over my mouth so it covered most of my face, eyes closed and breathing deep - I was in the zone and fully in my headspace.

The midwife kept a constant check on the baby and said her pulse was a bit high, and that they wanted me out of the pool and back on the bed for monitoring. It was all very calm and no one was at all worried so I got out, waddled to the bed and they checked me again. A few hard contractions hit and I asked to go back in the pool. The midwife said not just yet…

I didn’t realize that this was it, the baby was coming and I wouldn’t be getting back in the pool.

Mum lands in Iceland, Ingimar’s sister meets her at the airport and they make their way to the hospital (they met Mia only 2 hours after she was born).

15:30 | Sonia is almost fully dilated and pushing commences

I was almost 10cm, still on Gas and Air, back on the bed, and trying out different positions. This is when I started to feel the peak of pain, the challenge, and the struggle to keep believing I could do this. I was strong enough to keep trusting in my body. I knew it knew what to do but it felt like it couldn’t do anymore. I turned to Ingimar and said ”I can’t do this. Maybe I should get an epidural or something, what else can they give me?” At that point, the midwife said it’s too late, you’re 10cm, time to start pushing.

I lay back on the bed, I couldn’t believe I was about to deliver our baby. This bump was a baby, a real person and we would meet her soon. But I was so naive to think that it would happen soon and I would just push a few times, and out she’d pop.

I had no idea how to push, I just felt like I was doing it wrong. It wasn’t working. That sounds ridiculous but I hadn’t read up on it. The midwives were speaking Icelandic and Ingimar was doing his best to translate, help me, speak to them and keep calm. I was trying to stay calm, stay strong, and stay in the zone but I didn’t know what was happening to my body or my baby, and if I was doing it right. I didn’t want to be lying down. I didn’t want to push yet, I didn’t feel ready. I took a deep breath, dug my chin down, and pushed and pushed and pushed.

17:00 | We are crowning and Sonia touches her daughter’s head for the first time

The midwife shift changed and we had a new midwife. I was now on a bed (where I didn’t want to be), with a new midwife and a husband who was not afraid of watching what was going on. I asked Ingimar to stay up at me, but then I also kept asking him what he could see. The poor guy. The midwife told me to put the Gas and Air down and just go with the contractions. I kept pushing.

Finally, after countless pushes, Ingimar said he could see her head - we were crowning. The midwife kept telling us that our baby would be here in the next contraction and to push, I did so for 2 long hours. It was confusing, frustrating, exhausting - it took every muscle in my body. It took all of my remaining focus. It took everything we both had to give at that moment. I reached down to feel her head and her hair. I needed the motivation. Laying my head back on the bed, I looked up at the monitor and watched as a contraction started and I pushed with everything I had.

They don’t call it the ‘Ring of Fire’ for nothing and it came as a shock with a side of panic to me, but once I knew what it was, I knew it wouldn’t be much longer before my baby was safely delivered. I let out an animal-like groan, Ingimar took my hand and said I’ll do it with you, we roared. We did this for 2 to 3 pushes - we were loud.

The midwife said she needed to make a small cut to help the baby, I had torn twice by this point so they gave me an episiotomy.

One push and her head was born, two contractions later, one push, and Mia was born.

17:25 | Sonia is holding our beautiful baby girl in her arms (Dad gets skin-to-skin later)

Mia was placed on my tummy as the umbilical cord was too short. She is perfect. She cried. She calmed, I calmed. She is our everything, instantly. I love her.

I plan to follow up on this blog post with a Postpartum, 4th Trimester, recovery story, and other related blog posts (and videos too but let’s not get ahead of ourselves). I have kept my labour & delivery story as honest and positive as possible, after all, it was a very positive experience and one I want to record and look back on but this doesn’t mean that it went without problems. I was left with some serious tears and an episiotomy to heal and I feel it is important to talk about that too.

If you have any questions or tips/advice you want to share, please comment below as I feel it is very important to be open and honest in talking about your experience with childbirth. Please keep comments supportive and kind.


Welcome to the world Mia Elisabet

Mia's 1 Year Old!!

Dear Mia,

Happy 1st Birthday!! Wow, my baby girl, you are one. A whole year of you and our lives have never been better. We love you so sooo much and you are with us in everything we do. We have traveled and adventured and shared some awesome memories. You came on our honeymoon and we loved it, a family trip which we didn’t want to end…and so we kept on traveling to Scotland and Crete to make sure we made the most of the big celebrations and adventures.

Crete

We celebrated your birthday with a holiday to Crete where we joined your cousin Nori, who has the same birthday as you. We flew out with Gran Roza and Eric and then met up with Nori, Ted, Uncle Rob, and Auntie Amy at their hotel for a fun day and a big buffet meal where you sat at the top of the table and happily cheers’d everyone. We had cake and cake, and sang and danced and swam and had lots and lots of fun in the sun.

Edinburgh, Scotland

We had a lovely little family party for you at Gran Roza’s house, where Mummy grew up. Your cousins, Aunts and Uncles and lots more came to celebrate your first birthday. We played in the garden, ate yummy food, and admired how you’ve grown and changed in that pictures of you over the last 12 months.

The Cake Smash

Well, seen as all the cool kids are doing it, we had to try a little cake smash but it seems you didn’t agree and weren’t all that into smashing up Mummies cake so we just sang happy birthday to you in English and then Iceland, and tucked into the yummy cake.


Happy 1st Birthday Monkesita, Senorita, Princessa. Mummy & Daddy love you very much xx