Final Call

Well, the results are in… Drumroll please… I’m officially ex-diabetic! Celebrating in style, After spending one last, long while In that sodding clinic! And it’s not that I didn’t love Burning the hours In front of their daytime TV; But when the BBC offered a Sheriffs repeat … Well, that was the last straw for…

Positioned For Recovery

“Wow… You look amazing, considering!”  Said every person I’ve come into contact with over the last three weeks. Which is lovely. But also, you know, ever so slightly misleading in the grand old scheme of things. See, I’ll say to you what I’ve said to every one of them… Two words: PAT LEAVE! Husband was…

A Tale of Three Tinies

So… We have a new Tiny! A gorgeously pink, living, breathing baby girl… Now safely at home with two very excited siblings. Tinker. Toddler. Tiny. Our new familiar bliss! My little family boxset: complete. No need to say more than this! Except… Well, except I have this blog… And night feeds in full swing; So…

Full Term

Another pregnancy post. I figured as we’ve covered the whirlwind first trimester, the cute and cosy second phase and the hardest-slog-yet third… I may as well round it off here! Because here we are at… 37 weeks! Which means that, while there’s still probably a couple more to go, I am, nevertheless, what is considered full term. Which in…

Gestational Diabetes: 6 Weeks On

So, last time I wrote on this topic, I was freshly diagnosed and finding the whole thing rather overwhelming. Yet, I began writing this new post whilst sat in the hospital waiting room, 2 days after Christmas, 5 weeks on, waiting for an appointment that initially felt a lifetime away. Time really does fly when you’re having fun, hey?! …

The Medical Pregnancy 

A couple of weeks ago, upon rather abruptly arriving at the third trimester, I wrote a blog post in honour of the second. The beautiful, blooming and buzzing second trimester, as I had experienced it. It was an indulgent exercise in nostalgia; capturing the joy and awe that I was feeling once more, at growing…

Purple Trousers

Disclaimer: This is a rather detailed post, celebrating the highs- and even the lows-of a third, final, and (so far!) healthy pregnancy. Please don’t read if this topic might upset you!

Reading Between the Lines

Now that the cake is out of the tin, so-to-speak, I thought it might be fun just to go back over a few previous blog posts and, you know… fill in the gaps. So. Here goes…. “Temporary Perks” Read: I am still in absolute shock about an incredibly personal, life-changing matter that today, (the day before Husband…

On Baking. (But not really…)

(Disclaimer: if personal oversharing – and particularly family planning- is not what you want to read about right now, then I’d advise that this post is not for you! Thanks for stopping by x ) So, I’ve always loved cake.  Cake is joy. Cake is pure. Cake is the future. As a very little girl,…

Two Bumps

Two bumps, unlike in elasticity, Sprung from one’s uterus, where we burst our seams. From recent stretch, breaks new mutantcy, As one giant babe makes the first one seem a breeze. Forth from the foetal growth in these two domes A pair of emptied udders regain their life; As a second misdirected exit overthrows Romance…