I didn't know I was pregnant until I went into labour
The day my daughter was born was probably the most chaotic yet most exciting day of my life.
I was home alone with no one around me, I couldn't scream because of the amount of pain I was experiencing. I didn't even know I was pregnant until I saw her head coming so yes, of course, I was absolutely terrified.
After she was born my first reaction was to wrap her up in a towel and make sure she was safe and secure. I checked her airway to make sure she was breathing, then cut her cord with a pair of kitchen scissors.
When that was over I did what probably no one else would do and tried to clean up after myself because I also lost a lot of blood. I could have died.
I sent a text to my mum - who was working - saying: "mum please don't be mad or angry at me, but I've just had a baby and I don't know what to do so please help me".
She called me straight away asking if I was just being crazy, or if I did actually have a baby. I said yes, I actually did, to which she replied: "where is the baby then Emma? I can't hear it crying!". My reply was: "it's on the kitchen table mum".
My mum arrived home to see me standing in the lounge holding my baby girl. Her first reaction was to drop to her knees and cry her eyes out because she didn't know what to do herself.
Dad then pulled up the driveway, after picking up my sister from school, and came in the door to see nothing but blood all over our lounge floor. The first thing he said was, "look, there's a baby. Whose baby is that?". Of course he was in shock to see a newborn baby lying in my mum's arms.
After the chaos died down, the ambulance came and took me to the hospital to make sure everything was ok.
What do you know; she was perfectly healthy and weighing 6.5 pound.
I named her Hannah-Marie Teira, born 11/02/2016 at roughly 2:45pm.
To this day she is still as happy and healthy as ever.
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