Welcome back to my blog series, My Rainbow Baby. I am so sorry that I was not able to share a post last month. I was taking some time off from blogging to focus on myself and my family. I have created this blog series in the wish that it will give hope to anyone who has experienced baby loss or is struggling to have a longed for baby. To show that even after the darkest storm a rainbow can appear.…
When I was pregnant with Little Miss H I refused to buy an expensive maternity or nursing bra. I foolishly decided that it wasn't worth investing in a good quality bra as I would only be wearing it for a few months. How stupid! Most of that pregnancy was spent wearing bras that were ill-fitting, looked terrible and weren't supportive of my huge and tender breasts. When I became pregnant with Little Mister H I decided that it was important to…
Well hello and welcome to the first "Mrs H's 10 favourite things" post. I have been meaning to start writing these posts for a while now. I often discover fabulous Netflix programmes, a gorgeous new lipstick, a beautiful dress for Little Miss H or a cute babygrow for Little Mister H. And I have nowhere to rave about them. That is why I am starting this monthly post. This month I am being a little sneaky and including some pregnancy items from May…
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).…
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…
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.…
First of all I have an admission to make I am not 32 weeks pregnant. I am now 33 weeks pregnant and this update is a week late. Sorry. There are only 7 weeks until I reach my due date. I am on the final stretch. How did that happen? The past few months seem to have passed in a blur. And now here I am thinking about my birth plan and what I need to pack in my hospital bag.…
