On Friday I will be decommissioned, put out of action, consigned to the reproductive scrap heap, put out to grass. My tubes will be corked and my fertility stoppered and there will be no more babies for me. I'm 38, I have had 6 children, been pregnant more times than a body needs to be […]
And then came the rainbows…
I remember writing a long time ago that I knew one day posts about Freddie on here would fade away. It was the early days then, right at the beginning – but I knew even then that the desperate pain and grief would not always be something I could find and write new feelings about… […]
Foggy headed mumma
Goodness this is hard work. I really wonder how on earth I managed when I had a newborn and 3 under 6 years old and. Business to run. I must have had a damn site more energy than I do now, anyway. Thankfully, with Max at home doing everything else, I can at least just […]
Home
We are home. Carrying Benedict out of the hospital was up there with the two most emotional walks of my life, quite literally walking in the opposite direction down a corridor to my only ever walk with Freddie. With my back to the door of that room. Going home. I don’t think either of us […]
We got male :)
Baby boy, pink, alive and in our arms 🙂 Marmite made an arrival today, having decided to show it was time to leave the premises. A very lovely c/s which turned out to be a very right decision. He’s 6lb4 and snoozing in my arms 🙂 Benedict James George.
Finished It Friday: Marmite's Nina Blanket
I was reasonably pleased with the first baby blanket I knitted for Marmite. I had wanted squares and a sort of ‘organised’ feel to it and it came up much as I hoped. But the way I constructed it meant the back was quite raw and ‘back of something’ like and I think it will […]
Maternity Purchases. Problem Solved.
If it were not for a friend called Sally, who arranged for me to have an outfit for an award ceremony, I’d have probably gone through this entire pregnancy without anything new to wear at all. As it is, one donated pair of trousers from a friend, one pair left over from last time, one […]
Somewhere between hope and practical.
This has to be the most minimalist hospital bag I have ever packed. Enough stuff to throw in a cupboard without looking if Marmite doesn’t come home, enough stuff to last until someone goes home to get more if he breathes. If he goes to scbu then he won’t need clothes or nappies from home […]
35 Weeks Pregnant.
According to the widget on my phone, I have 35 days to go; I don’t because I know this baby will be arriving before its due date but even so I can’t help feeling that 35 days sounds simultaneously an eternity and an instant. In fact I have roughly the time between now and Xmas […]
33 weeks pregnant
An extra few weeks of pregnant seems to have passed since I last blogged it. I suppose Christmas does that to time. For ages we’ve had ‘just get past Christmas’ as our mantra, known in our head that work and stuff would keep us busy and that then there would just be January and a […]
