We Are Having A Baby…

When I was pregnant with O I didn’t particularly have a preference as to whether we found out the sex or not, I left it to my husband to decide.  He was adamant he didn’t want to know but as the 20 week scan approached he started to change his mind.  On the day of the scan we had both started to get excited that in a few hours we would know if we were having a boy or a girl.  Unfortunately O didn’t quite want to play ball and was in a really awkward position. The sonographer was reluctant…

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Is This The End?

I first came across this quote back in January and it has been my mantra for the year.  I have held onto it, repeated it silently in my head when it felt my heart was breaking.  Stupid really, to cling to a few words, but they gave me comfort at a time when there wasn’t much to be found. When our IVF attempt failed in March I told myself over and over again that this couldn’t be the end.  That our journey to have another child was not over, everything was not okay, and everything has to be okay in…

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Making Time To Talk

I haven’t been myself lately.  I can’t quite put my finger on it, but I’ve felt overwhelmed by pretty much everything.  I’ve felt lonely and when I have those moments I tend to shut myself away from the world.  The polar opposite of what I should be doing.  It’s part of the reason I’ve stayed away from the blog. For the past six months it has felt that everything has been a disappointment.  Work has been a bit crap and I stupidly took  on too much which meant I was working all evenings, most evenings and it left me exhausted.…

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Being One Tree

Love is a temporary madness, it erupts like volcanoes and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of eternal passion. That is just being “in love” which any fool can do. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident.…

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A Romantic Proposal…eventually!

By his own admission my husband is not particularly romantic. That doesn’t mean he isn’t thoughtful, he is. He’ll de-ice my car in a morning and bring me a cup of tea in bed but he isn’t one for grand romantic gestures. Maybe that’s what made his proposal that little bit more special. In Spring 2007 my future husband had a phone call from one of his suppliers at work asking if we fancied an all expenses paid trip to Venice in the summer. Ermmm, let me think about that for a minute. Yes, we bit their arm off! Venice…

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