She's here

Introducing Olive Belle born at 8.42pm on the 9th of November 2014.
Weight 3.2kg 

We've had a few very hard days after Olive was taken to intensive care. 12 hours after Olive was born she stopped breathing, the following 12 hours she had 6 more episodes the worst being when I watched them work on her while she didn't respond for 5 minutes. No mother wants to see this and I wish I hadn't, I can't shake the tight feeling in my chest and the sick feeling in my stomach at that moment I thought she was going to die. There's more to this story and I'll share it all in time but right now the pain is to raw.

Today we are very lucky to be bringing Miss Ollie home. She's perfect and I'm so thankful to have her and to call her mine.  


8 weeks to go

So apparently I'm having a baby in 8 weeks. With everything that's happened in the last few months I'm struggling to get my head around how fast it's come. In saying that the days are becoming long. My back hurts, my feet hurt and I wonder where 8 weeks of baby growth can possibly fit.

I've no doubt found this pregnacy harder than the others, maybe because I'm getting older, maybe because it's our third. 

Charlie and Harper are growing up quickly and looking forward to the baby arriving. Harper wants a brother, I've told him I'm near sure it's a girl after a slip up at the 28 week scan. He'll be happy either way Harper's always been drawn to babies. Charlie I'm a little more concered about, she's always needed more from me and I can see it taking awhile for things to settle. 

I'm not worried about loving this baby as much as the others, not like I was last time. I'm slightly worried about my sanity as I learn to be a mother of 3, mostly I hopeful for an easy transition and thankful to call 3 children mine. 




I'm back, though I never left. I've had a few crazy months.
Starting with 14 weeks of morning sickness so bad I struggled to make it though the day. Followed by Harper and I catching a flu that lasted a month, Harper spent two days in hospital, and I ended up with pneumonia. 

Then we had a crazy idea to buy a house before little is born. Three weeks later we bought a house, in three weeks we move in. I'm exhausted, but its nice to be busy and nice to have change. A mortgage is daunting, it's taken a long time for me to commit, but I'm here now and ready to make a patch of dirt mine.

The kids are good, growing like crazy, becoming more independent each week. I'm 23 weeks and feeling very pregnant, I'll save the details for a pregnancy related post.



 A portrait of my family, once a week every week whenever I have time, in 2014.

Charlie, a girl who wears skirts just so she can twirl.