It had been a long wait for this anxious Mumma, well over a year. Gynocologist appointments after physcologist appointments after physciatrist appointments after physio appointments, all to get me to Saturday the 20th of June 2020. On this day I waited anxiously, and a little scared, sitting in the day surgery waiting rooms with my fiance from 10am until 2pm or there abouts, nill by mouth mind you from midnight the night before, awaiting the operation that would be to remove my tubes… An end of an era for us… Onto the next phase of life…

The decision to complete this operation was not taken lightly by my fiance and I, nor the doctors and surgeons that helped us make this decision along the way. For if Mumma was to fall pregnant again, Mumma would have a terrible quality of life for some time during her pregnancy and beyond, and not just Mumma actually but those closest to her, her young family, extended family and friends would all have to pull together yet again to carry Mummas family through this traumatic time, this time of deep depression, nausia and vomiting, anxiety and anxiety attacks, sleeps that last days, so many tears. Mumma would need help walking, bathing, taking care of her growing family, school runs and other activities, occupying the little ones so they didn’t see Mummy so unwell, meal prep and so much more..

Mummas Mental Health slips into a great depression when pregnant, and for this huge reason, the final decision was made, to remove her tubes, and so, their family was complete!

Mumma never once was undecided with their decision either, as she knows best of all how terrifyingly terrible it would be to be pregnant again. As she walked in the theatre room, kitted in a gorgeous purple robe, open at the back, her tears weren’t of regret, but of a weight to be lifted off her shoulders, a worry to be taken away every month, waiting for her period to confirm that she hadn’t accidentally fallen pregnant that month, even though Mumma has practiced safe sex and was even put back on the pill to help with contraception and put her mind at ease some more. Obviosuly Mumma was indeed a little frightened, she hamorrhages delivering her children, so naturally she was worried that the surgeons were playing in that same area. Would she possibly hamorrhage again, would a normal procedure become an emergency? Nurses and doctors filled the room, all talking calmly to Mumma, giving their different instructions, where to sit on the bed, where my arm should rest, how far back my neck should be, where to look and take deep breathes……and then, came the wake up, post op. Mumma was hearing her name, she tried so hard to push her eyes open, but no matter how hard Mumma tried they wouldn’t open completely. Just enough for Mumma to see that their was now only 1 nurse, a quiet room and her fiance by her side again. During the hours of trying to wake Mumma she had 2 panic attacks, which was the way her body was dealing with the anaesthetic wearing off probably, and the fact that she was beginning to get a little scared as to why she was unable to open her eyes. Mumma was so proud of her fiance, as he went straight into the tapping of her leg, just tap, tap, tap, up on her thigh, which can literally calm Mumma enough to pull her through an anxiety attack. The nurse watched on but he had it all under control.

After some time post op a decision was made to keep Mumma in hospital over night, even though the procedure was only day surgery. When Mumma did finally wake up, she was in shock, another room, another nurse, but thankfully, still her fiance, another anxiety attack followed but again the tapping pulls her through it, amen to her fiance!

She told the nurses after waking that she has 3 young children, shes exhausted mate, of course Mumma did not want to wake up yet 🤣.

So as Mummas fiance watched on and her Mum had their 3 beauitful children she was able to have some rnr. And so it was that the family of Mumma, Fiance, 2 girls and 1 boy ended the baby making phase and moved forward into what’s to come.

Watch this space for what’s to come in Mummas life 🌸