The final countdown… (to the demise of my sanity)

I’ve personally felt that I’ve been *moderately* emotionally stable during this pregnancy so far (although I’m sure Dave would be quick to disagree…!) I’ve not had crazy mood swings or been super irritable or hyper sensitive. I genuinely think I’ve been quite balanced. (On a serious note, I’ve had to be, as Dave’s mental health … More The final countdown… (to the demise of my sanity)

33 weeks pregnant on my 32nd birthday πŸŒΊπŸ’πŸŒΈ

It doesn’t feel real. This time last year I was so upset and down and disheartened that I was “celebrating” another birthday not being a mum. Although I wasn’t actually celebrating, I was just getting through my day. Another supposedly significant day that just didn’t feel worth marking, not when I still longed for the … More 33 weeks pregnant on my 32nd birthday πŸŒΊπŸ’πŸŒΈ

It is what it is.

It’s 5:30am as I start to type this. I’ve been up for over an hour already. My back woke me up at 4:20am – so I managed just over 4 hours’ sleep tonight – I’ve been to the loo, did my yoga and I decided I didn’t want to spend the next couple of hours … More It is what it is.

The biggest taboo

I used to think that the subject of infertility and trying to conceive was one of the biggest taboos society faces. Actually it’s mental health. And when you combine the two together, you have the ultimate mind-fuck taboo. Society is getting better and better about opening up and talking about these issues. The problem is, … More The biggest taboo