I always knew that Little Miss H would be an amazing sister. That she would be kind and gentle to her sibling. She would be concerned for their welfare and look out for them.
She would also boss her baby brother or sister about. Demanding that they play with her. Telling them which character they were playing in her imaginary games. Probably a Disney Princess or a My Little Pony.
She would read them stories, show them how to paint and teach them how to dance to “Shake it off.”
She would help me choose the clothes they would wear and bring me their nappies and milk when needed.
Then when they were older, I would find them laughing and chatting together. Or maybe rolling their eyes over something their embarrassing parents had done.
I knew that they would bicker and squabble but ultimately they would love one another. They would be siblings and they would be there for one another.read more
On Sunday, 10th July I was 38 weeks and three days pregnant. Although I still had 11 days until my due date I was beginning to wonder if Little Mister H was ever going to arrive.
Over the weeks my anxiety levels had grown. And I could not see the pregnancy ending happily.
And that weekend, I had begun to talk to Mr H about asking my midwife for a stretch and sweep.
I was worried about how apprehensive I was beginning to feel and I didn’t want to go into labour in a heightened state of anxiety.
But on Sunday, 10th July I felt more relaxed.read more
Last weekend, I began to feel that Little Mister H might make an early appearance. And I panicked! I hadn’t written a birth plan and my hospital bags weren’t packed.
Spurred on by the thought of Little Mister H arriving into chaos I packed my bags and wrote my plan.
And I feel much happier knowing that I’m ready for Little Mister H’s arrival (well, as ready as I will ever be).read more
Back in May, my best friend took me to afternoon tea at the Savoy.
We live at opposite ends of the country and don’t get to see each other that often. She knew that she wouldn’t be able to throw me a baby shower and so this was her treat to me.
She has been hugely supportive through all the miscarriages and is a fantastic spare mummy to Little Miss H. I know how happy she is that this pregnancy has gone well and that soon she will get to meet Little Mister H.
I am ashamed to say that after my initial excitement about having afternoon tea at the Savoy my next thought was “what am I going to wear”.
I did the maths and worked out that at that point I would be 32 weeks pregnant. I looked in my wardrobe and almost cried. I knew that none of my current maternity clothes would be suitable. (I partly blame my hormones for this overly dramatic reaction.)read more
It is difficult to admit that something you have yearned for desperately has been a struggle.
Ever since Little Miss H has been a few months old, I have wanted a second baby.
The miscarriages that followed just made my desperation for that child more intense. Each loss took us further away from our longed for second child. But each loss made me more determined that we needed to become a family of four.read more
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