Birth Story: Be careful what you google at 40+ weeks

Birth Story: Be careful what you google at 40+ weeks

It’s Sunday night around 11:30pm and I’m going to the toilet for what feels like the millionth time, but in reality is probably only the second time since going to bed at 9:30pm. I wanted to get plenty of sleep with the consultant’s appointment tomorrow and being 40+ weeks pregnant it’s hard to get comfortable. I could have been sleeping on a cloud and I would still have trouble getting comfortable and even if I did get comfortable I almost…

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What do you really need to buy for your baby?

What do you really need to buy for your baby?

There are a plethora of baby sites dedicated to all the things you “need” for your newborn, but the reality is that as long as your baby is fed, clean and loved with a roof over his head then anything else is just a bonus.   That being said, there are some things which can make that first year a heck of a lot easier, so what do you really need to buy for your baby? I’ve compiled a list…

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Birth Story: An unexpected pop to delivery two weeks early

Birth Story: An unexpected pop to delivery two weeks early

It was a Thursday in December. A day I will never forget. My little baby girl was due in two weeks time. I had been awake most of the night, which was pretty normal for a heavily pregnant woman, let alone one with pregnancy-related pelvic girdle pain (or PPGP for short). My husband (you can also read David’s version of this birth story) had a two day conference in London which started that morning. I got up around 7am and…

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Birth story: Five surprises I was not prepared for when my daughter was born

Birth story: Five surprises I was not prepared for when my daughter was born

The fifth surprise came as she looked down at the baby, bewilderment and tiredness in her eyes. “Well, that’s the first time I’ve done that!” She declared. This was the punchline to the rather surreal day we had just had. These words had been uttered by the wrong kind of wife. Whilst it was absolutely true for my wife, it was not my wife saying those words, but the midwife. As the three of us sat and lay there, each…

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