Tuesday, 29 December 2015

Merry Christmas from the Aiyers...

...a few days late. I'm sure you can understand why :)

At just one week old, Rayan celebrated his first Christmas in London. It wasn't our best day, as baby and I were very sleep deprived and Riya is still miserable from teething her 2 year molars. But Riya enjoyed opening presents this year at least! We spoiled her this year and bought her new pajamas, another train set (this one is girly), 2 more lego duplo sets, her first doll, a gear puzzle, table hockey, and stickers. From her grandma, she got a homemade chair kitchen and kaleidoscope. Her aunts/uncles bought her some clothes. I guess you can say we all went a bit overboard:) But the smile on her face was worth it!















Thursday, 24 December 2015

Rayan has arrived!

I cannot believe I had a baby one week ago...

Rayan was born at 6:45am on December 17th at Chelsea and Westminster Hospital. He was 4 days early:) He weighed 6lbs 7oz and 16.9 inches tall. After 25 hours of labor and delivery, we happily welcomed our newest addition to the family.

My pregnancy experience in London has been very different than my experience in Dubai. But I have to say, overall I was very pleased with the treatment I received. For one thing, I am in a country where they embrace the concept of VBAC (Vaginal Birth After Cesarean). Typically, once you've had a Cesarean, most doctors won't allow you to have a VBAC. While there is strong support that VBACs are the safer alternative, not all countries adopt this way of thinking. Luckily for me, I was in the right place at the right time. I was still at high risk for having a cesarean if complications ensued, but the system here was willing to let me have a VBAC.

The role of the midwife is central during your pregnancy. They supervise your pregnancy from start to finish. Obstetricians exist but they are specialized and address only high risk cases. So if you are having an uncomplicated pregnancy, you may only see the doctor once or twice throughout your pregnancy. Unlike the US however, you are assigned to a team of midwives, so you may not always see the same person at every appointment. So that means, you have no way of knowing who will be in the delivery room with you. Since this was not my first pregnancy, that fact didn't bother me much. But repeating my pregnancy history over and over again was exhausting (because they can't be bothered to take a minute to read your chart).

Not surprisingly, when I showed up at the hospital at 2am on Thursday morning, I was under the care of a midwife I had never seen before. But she was awesome. And in case you were wondering, the doctor came in twice. Once at the beginning to check my vitals and then again just after the baby was born.

Under NHS, you have a private room for delivery and then you are moved to the recovery ward where you recuperate in a room with 5 other mothers and their newborns and a community bathroom. Some hospitals have a private wing and offer a private room with private bath but the price tag was an astonishing $450 per night. Oh, and you cannot reserve a room ahead of time, its available on a first come, first serve basis. Moreover, if you have a normal delivery, you are expected to discharge anywhere from 6-24 hours after delivery. If you have a cesarean or gestational diabetes during your pregnancy (I had the latter), you are allowed to stay 48 hours. The length of stay came as a shock to me, especially if things didn't go my way and I needed a cesarean. Remembering how it was the first time around, 2 days seemed too soon.

After giving birth, I had a few hours alone in the delivery room (we got lucky) to enjoy our baby boy before we were rolled out to the recovery ward where I stayed for 2 days with 5 other women and their newborn babies. That was an interesting experience.  I was lucky to have a sleepy newborn, but a few other women did not. And I became privy to nasty arguments between spouses, which at first was entertaining but then got old really quick. I wanted to yell out, "get it together people! and shut the hell up!!!"

But as I said, overall I was very pleased with the care I received. I wanted a true London experience and I got one!

Now without further adue, here is a snapshot of week one with my cutie pie. Riya wants to hold her baby brother all the time which is challenging but oh so cute:)


Hive Five! 



He looks just like his daddy:) 

Wednesday, 9 December 2015

Winter Wonderland at Hyde Park

I'm so glad we are not moving and can actually enjoy all things Christmas this year! The minute Ram told me about the Christmas Market and Winter Wonderland at Hyde Park, I marked my calendar and was determined to take Riya. The event opened the weekend before Thanksgiving but since I don't believe in doing anything Christmas related until AFTER Thanksgiving, we waited till the following weekend.

It got quite cold/windy/cloudy that week but I didn't want to wait since we have no way of telling when baby plans to make his debut (T-2 weeks!). So we rode the bus for 40 minutes to South Kensington and then walked another 10 to Hyde Park. The event was well planned and thought out. Much better than the one we attended in Dubai. I know its not fair to compare, but I couldn't help myself :p

They even had little open cottages with big fires for you to sit and enjoy a cuppa or some yummy belgian waffles. There was a heated carousel bar, which I thought was pretty cool. They also had an ice skating rink, Santa's Grotto, and an indoor ski slope type thingy amongst all the carnival rides and food.


Fire pit




A few minutes in we spotted a Reindeer roller coaster ride for Riya and she immediately wanted to get on....and round and round she went. SIX times. It was her first roller coaster experience. The girl was obsessed.



Whilst waiting why not take a selfie?!

After we peeled Riya away from the Reindeer, we walked around a bit and enjoyed the cosy fire pit and food before heading back home for nap time. When we got home I realized we didn't make time for Santa (DOH!).