Earlier this week during a morning bath while baby napped I was intrigued to see what would happen if I gave the girls a squeeze. And there they were. Two little milky blobs. Had that happened a week prior I would’ve leapt out of the tub, loosely wrapped a towel around me whilst trying to preserve the two little droplets until I reached the fridge…
“Let’s not spend a fortune as it will all be temporary before we do the extension…” “How’s the house guys? Still going to do the extension?” This is a classic tale of girl meets boy, moves in with him, buys a house that they rather cheaply dec out because who has money for that when you’d rather go on holiday? And I’m mainly referring to…
So, since the capers of the April ectopic pregnancy and going back to work and pulling myself together (caveat: ha! within reason) countless people have told me that I should be a writer. That I should maybe write a book. But I’m like, apart from being honest about the IVF, endometriosis and our cervical ectopic pregnancy, what else is there? I’m pretty sure I don’t…
So i’m just over one week in to 3 months of unpaid leave from my day job. First of all; eeeeeeeeeeeek! How lucky am I to: have a husband that didn’t balk at the idea when I mooted it over New Years Eve work at a company that supports your personal needs and desires as well as their bottom line have 3 MONTHS to…
Last week I got a cold. The sore throat started Thursday, intensified Friday and all weekend I’ve been holed up downing echinacea tea with Manuka honey swirled into it. I’m feeling slightly sorry for myself ok? No sooner am I finally healing from the laparoscopic surgery last month, adjusting to my diagnosis of endometriosis both physically but mainly emotionally, it seems my cleaned, newly relaxed…
