Waters Breaking…

...They haven't before you start getting overly excited... When I was pregnant with Dylan my waters broke at about 3am in the morning on Sunday after we went for a long walk around a castle (Beeston Castle, it is a lovely place to visit). I woke up, waddled down the hall, sat on the loo... Continue Reading →

How many weeks pregnant am I?

I decided before even thinking about getting pregnant this time that if we were to have a baby again I wouldn't share my due date with people unless they really needed to know. To be totally honest, I think due dates are a load of bollocks anyway. Pregnancy can last from anywhere from 37 to... Continue Reading →

New Midwife Appointment

Hello Lovelies I last blogged about the change over of my maternity care from One to One to the NHS and I was feeling quite positive. The lovely midwife that I saw said that a home birth was ok, that I could have my appointments at home and she made me feel very at ease... Continue Reading →

After the shock…

I am still in the fog of trying to decide what I am going to do in regards to my Maternity care. I have no idea what is going on with it all. I have called the local hospital to be allocated a community midwife. Obviously with such a huge number of people booking in... Continue Reading →

A Very Sad Day…

Today (day 5 of the summer holiday...) I'd had a fairly successful morning. Both boys were behaving themselves, we had lunch and went to the park to meet some friends. It has been a beautiful sunny day here today. The boys were having a great time playing with their friends and I was enjoying chatting... Continue Reading →

It takes a Village…

"It takes a village" is an African proverb meaning that in order to raise a child one cannot just do it alone, one needs an entire community to help and guide the parents and the child. I was thinking about how true this was the other day and thinking how it also takes a village... Continue Reading →

4th time’s the hardest…

Today should have been Eilys' 4th birthday. Her 4th Birthday. Every time I think it or say it it hurts. This one seems to hurt more than the others did. I think the reason for this is that with turning 4 comes so many changes in a child's life. At 4 a child becomes their... Continue Reading →

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