Matthew Knott

Well, Wednesday, Lisa was sick all day on and off. She's 35 weeks pregnant by the scan date, and as the day went on the sickness became more and more frequent, until it was exactly 20 minutes apart.

After each spell of wretching, she was having contractions, and other pains. She also had a number of pre-labour symptoms. Freezing cold extremities (since becoming pregnant she's always got warm hands and feet), super-heightened sense of smell (I was told to take a shower before getting through the door) and lower back pains.

At 2 am, after having called the hospital once for advise, I phoned them again and was told to take her in. We were seen to immediately, the staff there are top-notch. They put a drip in and gave her an anti-sickness table, which was a relief and helped her get some rest. The stomach tensing had been causing the babies heart rate to drop, but he was doing great so no problem there. They decided to admit her about 4 a.m. and took her down to the ward around 6 a.m. I was home myself by 5:30 and totally exhausted after 24 hours on the go.

I'd already advised my manager in work of the situation and was not going to go in, but didn't want to let down the friend I give a lift to work. So, I thought I'd get my head down for an hour, drop her of, it's only a 30 minute journey and I still felt fine to drive. I set the alarm clock for 6:45 as usual, and woke up, except it was not 11:00 a.m. ooooops, I must have been more tired that I though and switched the alarm off when it went.

Went straight up to get my mother in law form Ammanford, then back down the m4 for visiting time. Once that was over I dropped her back home, and by now had a splitting headache and felt pretty sick myself. Went over to my Mothers house, who also lives in Ammanford and slept till 6, at which point I still had a headache and felt even worse.

There were a few things lisa wanted, including food and a change of clothes and visiting was 7 - 8:30. I went home to get the bits she wanted, feeling awful, and managed to stop myself getting into bed. Couldn't face making sandwiches so went to Tesco, loaded up of snacks for her and Gaviscon for me, and set off again to singleton for the third time today.

Lisa was much better but a bit lonely. Apparently she had a kidney infection which cased the vomiting but she's getting much better now and with any luck will be home tomorrow.