The beautiful, funny & unsightly truths about raising 3 year old twins & an 8 year old singleton… with one on the way!
I was 42 weeks and 1 day pregnant and despite desperately wanting a spontaneous labour and a natural birth, I had resigned myself to the fact that I was going to have to be induced. I woke up with pains, the morning before my induction at 3:50 am. I didn’t get my hopes up, because I’d woken […]
After resigning myself to the fact that I was simply NOT going to go into labour naturally and that I would have to endure the hell of induction again, I woke up in labour at 3:50 am on 18th July 2016. I was 42 weeks and 1 day pregnant and scheduled for induction the very […]
2012 was both an exciting, but tremendously difficult year for us. (please note: all coloured writing in this post will take you to a blog post explaining what I am talking about, if you click on it.) We were launched into the year being unwittingly dropped onto the poverty line, as I explained in my […]
This is the concluding part of my birth story, following on from HELLP Syndrome Part One and Part Two… The maternity ward was quite a shock to the system. After having five whole days constantly with a midwife every second of every day and night, and having not been capable of doing much at all for myself, […]
Following on from HELLP Syndrome Part 1 (This is part 3 of The Gory Birth Story!) Whilst I’m not entirely sure what day I had the first blood transfusion (I think it was day three), I remember the panic surrounding it. Doctors, anaesthetists, consultants and numerous midwives kept coming in to ask me questions and […]
To the lady who left me my first ever nasty blog comment a few weeks ago… I did not publish your comment, but I wish I had. So I am going to blog about it because I’m STILL feeling annoyed…. You had a rant at me for not appreciating the work of NHS doctors. You […]
Now I know you were expecting my next post to be about HELLP Syndrome and a continuation from The gory birth story but I’m finding it quite traumatic to write and having to write it in stages as I burst into tears when I think about what I went through. However, as I now find […]