Finding time to write with two smallies isn’t exactly the easiest thing in the world. I remember before I had my girls, I was always talking about writing. I’m going to write this, I’m going to write that. Oh but if only I had the time. I’m just ever so busy. Continue reading “Shut Up I’m Trying to Write About How Much I Love You”
There’s a lot of things, as parents, that we feel we should do. Even if it’s something you don’t want to do or something that doesn’t fit with you and your family.
Discipline is one of those things. Gauging when it’s necessary is part I find most difficult but as a parent you learn something new every single day. Continue reading “Just Give the Child a Damn Cupcake”
I remember it like it was yesterday. There I was, wondering who made the call to decorate the floor of a maternity hospital waiting room with giant blue paw prints when my name was called. Up I jumped. OK, jumped is a bit of a stretch. Up I got slowly and tentatively with my feet firmly planted shoulder width apart in an effort to balance until I was fully upright. And off I went. Into the room where a stranger would shove their hand up my lady parts as physically possible. Continue reading “That Time I Wasn’t in Labour”
When my first girl was born I wanted to give her something. A first present from her Mammy, my first present to my daughter- something special. Continue reading “Why I got my Newborn a Harry Potter Book”
Nearly the entire three weeks before my 20 week scan I bled. Not the bright red blood I had been warned about but that didn’t matter. My mentality didn’t discriminate between colours; red, pink, brown it didn’t matter- blood was blood. Continue reading “My Second Pregnancy Part 4: Due Date”
I had a bleed- a heavy bleed. When I saw the blood I swear my heart stuttered in my chest. I was terrified and not just because of the bleeding; I was cramping, and my back was aching.
I was so afraid I was going to lose my baby. My husband and I went straight to the emergency room. Continue reading “My Second Pregnancy Part 3: There Will Be Blood”
A number of things happened next. I purchased and peed on four more pregnancy tests of varying brands. All positive.
I went to the doctor, got my bloods taken and my HCG level checked. The results were high. I was definitely pregnant but I had to wait another 48 hours to re-check the level and see if it had doubled, which would mean the pregnancy was progressing. It had! That meant the pregnancy was viable. Continue reading “My Second Pregnancy Part 2: Knocked Up”