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We had our 20-week scan today. Encouraged by friends, we decided to take the girls with us. As we parked, Laurence admitted that he felt nervous, in a good way. I worried last minute that the hospital staff night not be so keen but they were more than welcoming. This was particularly kind of them because I totally mixed up the times! We were supposed to be there at 11.45am but I wrote down 1pm which is actually the time of my next midwife appointment! Baby brain to the max

I hit 18 weeks last Saturday and the theme of this pregnancy continues: I can’t believe how tired I am. I veer between thinking I probably was just as wiped in my last pregnancy and thinking, I’ve never been this tired in my life. You can tell it’s pretty much always on my mind which probably only serves to make me feel – you guessed it – even more tired. We hung out with Jess and her kids at National Trust property Tyntesfield last week for the better part of

In some ways I can hardly believe I’m sixteen weeks pregnant now. That’s only four weeks to being half way to my due date (though past experience of having “late” babies means I’m not too focused on a date, anyway). On the other hand, having found out I was pregnant at just two and a half weeks, it feels like it’s been absolutely ages. I spent the first trimester wishing the time away because of how yucky I felt. I was exhausted. I could easily sleep the afternoon away, which

Moments after Ophelia was born, high on the experience of a home water birth, I declared that this was perfect and I was never going to do it again. No more babies. Maybe it was the easy start with Ophelia (she took to breastfeeding easily and was a rather laid back baby once her colicky stage passed). Perhaps it was the realisation hitting me that I might never do it all again. But I started wondering about having a third. Laurence was adamantly not into the idea. He pointed out

On the coach to London to take the first of our two-part KG hypnobirthing course with Katharine Graves, we were unsure of what to expect. We both admitted uncertainty about what it actually entailed or what we’d get out of it (if anything!). We didn’t know that this experience was going to be powerfully transformative, for both of us. KG Hypnobirthing is a complete antenatal course, so everything you expect to be covered in a childbirth preparation class, from what happens physiologically in birth to medical complications, is discussed. But

I had the privilege of meeting and being inspired by mother and fellow blogger, Caitlin Dean, when we went WWOOFing on her sheep farm in Cornwall, where she lives with her husband and three kids. Caitlin is a three-time hyperemesis gravidarum survivor and a Registered General Nurse. She is passionately dedicated to raising awareness about HG and providing support to sufferers. She is chair person for the charity Pregnancy Sickness Support as well as the author of the popular Spewing Mummy blog. Since today is International Hyperemesis Awareness Day, Caitlin

It always surprises me how interested children are in reading about the everyday. As in, I think we’ve probably read a book about going to the library – at the library. Books can powerfully demystify potentially scary or confusing experiences like going to the dentist or feed their natural curiosity about things like plane journeys. That’s why I love these two books published by Pinter & Martin: Monica Calaf and Mikel Fuentes’ You, Me and the Breast, and How You Were Born. We’ve had You, Me and the Breast for

Last week started on a high note with the news that I’m a finalist in the Mad Blog Awards. Thank you to all who nominated me. This little blog has come to mean a lot to me over the last three and a half years. To be up for “Best Pregnancy Blog” is the bling on an already treasured piece of the Internet. I’m particularly excited to have made it in this category since I started blogging back when I was pregnant with Talitha. Back then we didn’t really know

I first heard about umbilical cord burning from my doula. She suggested that it could be a ceremonial way to celebrate a baby’s final separation from her mother. I wasn’t totally convinced but my interest was piqued enough for me to go looking for more information on the Internet. I had no questions about its safety. After all, it’s the way umbilical cords are severed in places where sterile instruments are not available. It just kind of felt like another “thing”, you know? And I needed to be convinced it

I’ve wondered since what it could have looked like in a photograph – that moment she shot out of me with one last mighty push. I’m glad no camera caught it, that everyone in the room was too involved to pick up a camera. Seeing it through another’s lens might have warped my own memory. My memory of it is perfect. A perfectly formed, tiny baby plunged out into the water and suddenly there was relief. It felt like many hands got in the water to catch her. It was

As you may have guessed from the blog going quiet, our new baby, Ophelia Hope, is here! I won’t go into all the details (just yet) but she was born on Monday night at 40+3 weeks. So I guess I don’t only do 42-weekers! Not that I particularly want to find out again. It was a really satisfying birth, at home and in water. Talitha is very much in love, as are we all. Thanks for your continuing support as readers. xxx If you like Circus Queen, please consider nominating

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