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I hadn’t planned on writing this post.  I actually had another one written looking forward to the new year, but then I realised I probably doing the past year a disservice.  For too many people it has been a pretty crap year but for me it have brought me everything I have wanted for so long. I started the year four months pregnant, we had just found out we were expecting our second baby boy and I was excited and slightly scared for the year ahead.  Excited at the prospect of becoming a family of four but so worried in case something… View Post

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For a long time I always felt we were missing something.  No, that’s not quite true, we weren’t missing something, we were missing someone.  I’d never planned to have just one child, I always knew I wanted more.  When I was pregnant with O we would light-heartedly discuss whether we wanted two or three children, naive in thinking that decision would be entirely down to us. We started trying for a second child as O turned one, excited and hopeful that before too long we would be expecting a new arrival.  I was in my early 30’s, time was on… View Post

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From the moment you announce your first pregnancy people tell you how fast time will go.  You smile at them and nod your head, not truly understanding what they mean, until your baby is born.  Then when your second arrives it feels like time accelerates even more.   It only feels like five minutes ago I was in hospital, sat on the bed waiting for the midwife to collect me to take me down to theatre on that scorching hot day at the end of May.  Now the weather is a lot colder and we have a six month old… View Post

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One day I won’t feel as tired as I do today. One day we won’t have hectic mornings where there are two little people to get dressed and ready and out of the door on time. One day my big boy won’t want to hold my hand on the way to school. Instead he’ll want to walk with his friends whilst I hover behind. One day my baby won’t gently grab my top as he feeds, feeling safe and comforted by just being in my arms.  He won’t look up, catch my eye and give me his cheekiest grin. One… View Post