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…
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).…
Last Thursday, Thursday 31st March 2016, was quite a momentous day for me. It was the day I turned 24 weeks pregnant. It was the day that our baby became viable. A horrible term. But a milestone that means a huge amount to me and to Mr H. It was a day that I believed would never come. I know that we still have a long way to go until our baby boy is safely here. 16 weeks and counting. However, getting this far in…
When I gave birth to Little Miss H, I didn't know that she was my Rainbow Baby. I didn't know what the term meant. A Rainbow Baby, is a baby that is born after miscarriage, still birth, neonatal loss or other baby loss. It refers to the bright and beautiful rainbows that appear in the sky after a storm. The rainbow doesn't pretend that the storm never existed. Instead the rainbow shines all the brighter because it has followed a moment of…