#MMSkydive is over, and I’m kinda sad.
For months we have been planning and raising money for this big event. We have been gearing ourselves up for the challenge of a lifetime, knowing that it was for a special little girl and that the funds raised go to an amazing charity for her legacy.
I was feeling fine about the Skydive, well I thought I was. I awoke at 5:30am this morning with my heart beating ten to a dozen and that swirling pit in my stomach. Once I managed to busy myself getting ready to head down to breakfast, I felt a lot better.
It definitely helped meeting up with the other members of the #MMSkydive team last night for a meal and a chat. Thanks to Two Ten for allowing us to do so by paying for our hotel rooms!
We left for the airfield about 8am, as we needed to get there for 8:30am. Once there we booked in discovered that we would be going up in 3 groups of 3. I was to be jumping out with Hayley and Michelle…and we were the last group of the 3 to jump.
Hanging around was the worst bit. It’s when you don’t have anything else to do but to think about what is going to happen. We went and had a quick training session which helped, especially as the instructor was quite funny and put you at ease, and then it was back to waiting around and waiting our turn.
Then the jumps started. Watching the planes go up, and people parachuting down was amazing. They looked like they were coming in so fast and then they gracefully landed back on the ground.
We were waiting for a few hours, then it was the start of the #MMSkydive teams to go up.
The first group of 3 got ready and then it became real. That we are doing this! We are jumping out of a plane.
The first group got kitted up and then it was time for them to walk to the plane – and the second group were called. Nerves were kicking in, stomachs were churning, but we all remembered why we agreed to do this.
After the first group had come down, the second had gone to their plane, it was my groups turn. I met my instructor, Neil, and put my jumpsuit on whilst he folded up the parachute ready for our jump. Once the parachute was back in its rightful place, I got harnessed up and we all met to get ready to walk down to the plane.
The walk down felt like a lifetime. Once at the base and whilst waiting for our “taxi”, Hayley, Michelle and I blew some bubbles for Matilda Mae.
The plane glided in and it was time. I got in the plane first with my instructor, meaning I would be last of the group out. Both Hayley and Michelle were getting their jumps videoed, so we had 2 camera crew on board. Hayley got in next and sat on the bench opposite with her instructor, then Michelle and her instructor were sat in front of me.
The flight up was about 15/20 minutes and it was the longest time ever and I kept trying to go over in my head everything we had been taught in the quick training lesson.
Hayley and I held hands the whole journey. The instructors were good at trying to keep us calm, by talking to us and joking around. Eerily, it felt really peaceful. We were up above the clouds and it just seemed completely serene.
Then it was time to leave the plane. The door slid open and Michelle and her instructor shuffled forward, and before I knew it they were out. Then Hayley and her instructor went. I remember hearing Hayley “whooping” as she left the plane as I was sliding down the bench. The instructor sits at the edge of the plane for seconds, and because he is at the edge of the plane, it means you are hanging out of it. I got in to position, leaning back, head up, legs tucked under towards my bum and arms crossed over my chest. Before I knew it we were out of the plane and free-falling. I could feel the wind in my face, and my skin jiggling about. I reminded myself to breathe, which can be pretty hard to remember when you are free-falling at approx 120mph.
We fell for around 45 seconds through the clouds, and then Neil opened the ‘chute up. It whips you back, but it’s just as amazing as free-falling as everything slows down. You are upright, with your feet on the instructors, just taking everything in.
I thought about Matilda Mae a lot on my way down. I thought about the 2 babies I lost back in 2009. I wondered if they were all up there together. Watching what we were doing. Looking over us. Keeping us safe. I’d like to think they were.
The view was breathtaking.
Before coming in to land, we practiced the landing in the air. You have to pull your legs as far up to your chest as possible and put your legs out straight. I managed to do it in the air, but it’s so difficult. The harness is extremely tight halfway down your thigh and your legs feel heavy.
Coming in to land, Neil told me to pull my legs up. I panicked a bit that I couldn’t do it, but I managed to pull them up just enough to land safely, and once Neil’s feet were firmly on the ground I managed to put mine down too. They felt like jelly and I could feel my whole body shaking from the adrenaline rush.
Immediately, Hayley came over and we hugged it out, before heading back to the rest of the group for some Pink Champagne and Cake.
Today was utterly amazing.
I want to thank Hayley for coming up with the crazy idea and the other 7 jumpers for agreeing to do it. Thank you to all the ground crew that came along to support us. Thank you to everyone who got #MMSkydive trending before we had even started jumping. Thank you to everyone who has donated so far. You can still continue to donate! and Thank You to Jennie and her family, for allowing us to do this in memory of their special little girl. No one should lose their child and I truly think about Jennie and her family every day.
I shall leave you with some pictures of our day…..Until next time