One year ago today
It’s a year ago today. The day I chose to go into hospital to have my baby cut out of me. The day I had the most amazing birth imaginable.
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Nachos and beer
In line with the contents of my more recent diet, this post is called Nachos and Beer. OK, maybe there wasn’t that much beer (or not as much as I would have liked), but nachos definitely played a recurring role in my daily regime.
Gangnam Style. Or: living behind the moon
Having a new baby kind of throws you off a little (a lot!) And so it happened that I completely missed Gangnam Style – a Korean dance craze that apparently even got Madonna and Britney Spears moving like morons. It might not be news to you, but I sincerely enjoy this. Ahhh, living on two […]
Introducing Petite Pea
Our newest family member has arrived last Wednesday. The birth was an amazing experience (more on that later), and I arrived home on a high on Saturday.
38 weeks pregnant: home stretch
Can you read the look on my face? It says ‘I’ve had enough’. I am 38 weeks and three days today and only a few days away from my planned C-section. Amazing to think that my last pregnancy was exactly four weeks longer than this one – and that it didn’t really bother me back […]
Sleeping with a wedge
A friend of mine recently asked me if I was sleeping with a wedge. I assume he meant one of those funnily shaped pillows you clamp between your knees in a desperate attempt to get a little more comfortable at night. But as soon as he had uttered the words, my personal little Kopfkino had […]
37 weeks pregnant: blooming, really
Blooming? Ha. If only. I am counting down the days till c-date. I have to mainly stay away from my computer, as my lower back pulls mercilessly on the muscles in my neck and sends shooting pains into my head… Boring stuff, I know. My nesting instinct evolves mainly around the kitchen at the moment, […]
36 weeks pregnant: hit by a tractor
I am knackered. In fact, I am so majorly knackered that I managed to miss Vogue’s Fashion Night Out despite being ON Bond Street last Thursday. I had been about two hours early. And that’s where the problem lay. Don’t laugh. If you were carrying what feels like a watermelon between your legs – a […]
35 weeks pregnant: Breastfeeding a second child and other terrifying thoughts
Last night I dreamed that we had a burglary. Funnily enough, all the robbers seemed to be keen on was baby clothes. Plus the car seat, the cot, the breast pump and the baby monitor. To say I am slightly panicky about the prospect of having another child is an understatement. It’s not so much […]
Too posh to push?
We found out on Tuesday that placenta previa is no longer the case, i.e. baby girl is allowed to cook a little longer than the initially assumed 37 weeks. In fact, we have got a date for her birth, which feels reassuring and weird at the same time. Baby Pea will be born at just […]