We've only been home five minutes but already Claire is fast asleep in bed
but I however am not. I'm just thinking that maybe I might of been a bit
harsh on my parents before. I suppose I'll apologise later. I'm now in bed
and still thinking about it but I know I shouldn't be because it's only
making me depressed. I place my hand on Claire's stomach and feel it move
beneath my hand but it doesn't feel like the baby kicking. I don't think
anything of it until it happens again about thirty minutes later. Claire is
still asleep so I think I'm just going to go to sleep. The clock has just
turned midnight when I'm woken up.
Claire: Ian?
What's wrong babe?
Claire: I think I'm getting contractions.
Don't be stupid it's not the tenth of June yet it's only May 8.............
Suddenly I remember my dream which I had about nine months ago, the one which told me that Claire was going to have my baby on my birthday. I can't believe it's actually coming true.
Ok darling lets just get you to the hospital.
Claire: Ok. I need my bag and I don't have a thing ready.
It's ok I'll do it now.
I frantically run around the room putting stuff in a bag whilst Claire sits on the bed holding her stomach and telling me what she needs. After about ten minutes I've got the bag ready and I'm carrying Claire out to the car, I put her in the back so that she's got more room. I ring the hospital and tell them we're on our way.
So far the staff at the hospital have been great. We've been here four hours now and Claire's contractions are slowly getting faster, she's having them every five minutes at the moment. I'm staying in this room because I really don't want to miss a thing, I haven't even rung anyone to tell them about Claire going into labour.
We've been here six hours now and the birth is progressing nicely according to the doctors. Holding Claire's hand just makes me feel so helpless but it's all I can do to help her until the baby's born. She's been swearing at me a bit but she's also apologised for that and the the doctors have told me its normal and Claire seems to be taking the birth really well.
Our babies just arrived after seven long hours of Claire being in pain. It's a little boy and the doctors are just passing him over to Claire. She's crying but then again so am I, he's very small but that's because he's premature. He's gorgeous, looks like me but he definately has some of Claire's features. Claire looks up at me.
Claire: He's gorgeous.
Yeah he's perfect. This is the best birthday present ever.
I watch our son as he blinks up at me and Claire trying to discover who we are. I kiss Claire and tell her that I'm proud of her, really proud. I'm still crying, I just can't help it I'm so happy! This is the best moment of my life and I'm glad that I'm sharing it with Claire, I couldn't live without her. Claire really couldn't of given me a better birthday present, she really nows how to make me happy and right now I'm the happiest man alive. All that's left to do now is to name our son!
After a few hours of thinking we still haven't managed to come up with a suitable name for our son. I really wanted a girl but I'm extremely happy with a boy and if I'd listened to my dream then I would of known Claire was having a boy. I don't want to have a baby to show people or tell them about but not be able to tell them his name. Claire is tired but doesn't want to go to sleep because she is too wrapped up in our gorgeous baby boy.
Claire's just fallen asleep and we've finally decided on a name for our little angel. We're going to call him Owen, its not a very popular name but I like to be different and we most certainly didn't name him after a certain football player! Owen's the best thing that's ever happened to me, it seems like only months ago that I was sitting at home alone thinking this is me all alone for the rest of my life but now that's all changed, the two people I've got in my life now are perfect. I couldn't ask for anything more!
Claire: Ian?
What's wrong babe?
Claire: I think I'm getting contractions.
Don't be stupid it's not the tenth of June yet it's only May 8.............
Suddenly I remember my dream which I had about nine months ago, the one which told me that Claire was going to have my baby on my birthday. I can't believe it's actually coming true.
Ok darling lets just get you to the hospital.
Claire: Ok. I need my bag and I don't have a thing ready.
It's ok I'll do it now.
I frantically run around the room putting stuff in a bag whilst Claire sits on the bed holding her stomach and telling me what she needs. After about ten minutes I've got the bag ready and I'm carrying Claire out to the car, I put her in the back so that she's got more room. I ring the hospital and tell them we're on our way.
So far the staff at the hospital have been great. We've been here four hours now and Claire's contractions are slowly getting faster, she's having them every five minutes at the moment. I'm staying in this room because I really don't want to miss a thing, I haven't even rung anyone to tell them about Claire going into labour.
We've been here six hours now and the birth is progressing nicely according to the doctors. Holding Claire's hand just makes me feel so helpless but it's all I can do to help her until the baby's born. She's been swearing at me a bit but she's also apologised for that and the the doctors have told me its normal and Claire seems to be taking the birth really well.
Our babies just arrived after seven long hours of Claire being in pain. It's a little boy and the doctors are just passing him over to Claire. She's crying but then again so am I, he's very small but that's because he's premature. He's gorgeous, looks like me but he definately has some of Claire's features. Claire looks up at me.
Claire: He's gorgeous.
Yeah he's perfect. This is the best birthday present ever.
I watch our son as he blinks up at me and Claire trying to discover who we are. I kiss Claire and tell her that I'm proud of her, really proud. I'm still crying, I just can't help it I'm so happy! This is the best moment of my life and I'm glad that I'm sharing it with Claire, I couldn't live without her. Claire really couldn't of given me a better birthday present, she really nows how to make me happy and right now I'm the happiest man alive. All that's left to do now is to name our son!
After a few hours of thinking we still haven't managed to come up with a suitable name for our son. I really wanted a girl but I'm extremely happy with a boy and if I'd listened to my dream then I would of known Claire was having a boy. I don't want to have a baby to show people or tell them about but not be able to tell them his name. Claire is tired but doesn't want to go to sleep because she is too wrapped up in our gorgeous baby boy.
Claire's just fallen asleep and we've finally decided on a name for our little angel. We're going to call him Owen, its not a very popular name but I like to be different and we most certainly didn't name him after a certain football player! Owen's the best thing that's ever happened to me, it seems like only months ago that I was sitting at home alone thinking this is me all alone for the rest of my life but now that's all changed, the two people I've got in my life now are perfect. I couldn't ask for anything more!