Anyway that beautiful baby girl I was talking about soon became our beautiful baby Grace, the first couple of weeks we had a few minor struggles with her feeding because she was early but other than that we were both doing great! well all apart from “down below” or your “ vajayjay” or whatever crazy name you wanna call your female anatomy, it was exactly 2 week’s after our little stargazer had blessed us with her presence when my “vajayjay” soon started feeling like it had just done a round with mike Tyson! I kid you NOT it felt so bad that I genuinely believed that my entire insides were about to fall out!! Every time I moved it was total agony & I wanted to kill someone. Mainly my poor husband but that’s a story for another time, so as I was walking to the toilet for some mummy time ( coz all us mummies need time out & the toilet is the best escape route) I reached for my phone & started googling. Everyone knows you should never do as Mr google seems to enjoy death & tells us all that we’re going to die, so Mr google had struck again but it wasn’t death this time it was a PROLAPSE! so there I was with visions of my internal organs clogging up my bathroom floor, god no please don’t tell me I have a prolapse, its already embarrassing enough that I can’t jump on the trampoline in the garden with my older two & now you’re telling me that tenna lady is about to become my new best friend?!
Well after one frantic phone call to my Dr who laughed down the phone when I explained that my insides were about to fall out & a trip to the medical centre it turns out that I had escaped Mr googles fate & it wasn’t a prolapse but a very nasty womb infection, phew!
Once I had recovered I started looking for baby massage classes. There are only so much Jeremy Kyle you can watch before you start talking to yourself about how the people on the show were actually the most successful sperm & the winners of the race? Crazy huh?
If I didn’t get out of the house soon I was going to turn into one of those mums that drops their kids at school whilst still wearing pj’s & literally talking to Siri just for some adult conversation, this is when I stumbled across "Daisy Baby" & boy I’m glad I did.
The day of our first Daisy Baby TInies class had arrived & I was on my way thinking to myself I hope it’s not going to be one of those classes where you have to introduce yourself & say something interesting, what the hell will I say? I always get so nervous & talk utter rubbish!
I found my way to the Time Capsule & was greeted by the lovely Mary. More & more mummies started arriving by the minute, I looked around the room for a spare mat to plonk all my 101 baby things on, because somehow such a tiny person needs a gazillion things, & decided to sit next to a very smiley mummy named Lynzie, who is now a friend.
It was time for the class to start & once Mary had formally introduced herself she than asked us to do the same. By the time it was my turn I had realised that really we’re all just the same; we all get covered in baby poo & sick one time or another; we all run out of wine & act like crazy hormonal psychos! It’s perfectly normal when you have kids!
I nervously introduced myself slurring my words as if I’d just downed a bottle of whiskey & the rest is what they call history, I have made some wonderful “new friends” my Daisy friends & it’s perfectly acceptable for us to sit in chunky monkeys with a cup of tea & cake & talk about giving birth our “vajayjays” & how many times our little ones have pooed In the last week & I LOVE IT!
Love from Lucy attending Airdrie & Coatbridge Daisy Baby Lanarkshire classes xx