When I got pregnant with Harry I really thought I was having a second girl. We were far too impatient to wait to find out the gender and when they told me it was a boy I'm not sure why I was so surprised - afterall it's 50/50 😂Anyone else felt that? Now he's here, I really can't imagine having any other combination. He's the sweetest, happiest, most content little man. I really do feel so lucky. Considering Taylor was such a Daddy's girl for her first 18 months, it's lovely to be the subject of this little one's adoring smiles 💙
We tried to have the laziest weekend then realised we needed to go out and do some chores so we braved the rubbish weather. It's somehow Monday already and we have 5 more days of school to go. Thankfully Z doesn't realise all his cousins are off without him so we'll just continue to not tell him :). Happy half term if you're lying in bed right now rejoicing over no school runs! #siblings#mybrothers (That's Zs new favourite "Totally pooped" top)
Looking back, 14 weeks post partum, I can finally see the beauty in what I did.
At the time I was a wreck. I blamed the c section for EVERYTHING! To be honest I don’t think it was entirely to blame...
At our 20 week morphology scan we were told Kai was measuring ahead. When I went to my hospital appointment after this all the Dr said was ‘We could be looking at a caesarean. Have another scan at 30 weeks. ’ and walked out. I had another scan at 30 weeks and again at 36. They told me he was measuring 4 weeks ahead at both scans, the technician actually asked me if we had our dates right. 🤔 ‘Hmm yeah pretty sure’. That’s one of the beauties of PCOS and tracking everything. .
People would always ask me how I was going to give birth. From 20 weeks my answer stayed the same. ‘I’m not sure! But he has to come out one way or another’. Everyone had an opinion. A lot of people said just go straight for a caesarean. They had one or their wife or sister or cousins best friends auntie.
I told myself I was ok with either. As long as he was safe and healthy. And I believed that. Right up until 38+4 at an antenatal appointment. A decision was finally made.
I was induced at 38+5 due to early signs of pre eclampsia and macrosomia thanks to PCOS. I was told by doing this I wouldn’t need a caesarean. Ha!
Not to bore you with details but the induction process was started Wednesday 12th July at 6pm. Kai was born Friday 14th July at 7:34pm via an emergency caesarean. .
I remember saying to my husband that night that I wish we just opted straight away for a caesarean. I was angry and I was sad (not to mention totally drugged up and tired from a day of labour and surgery). After everything we did to avoid a caesarean it still ended with one.
I spent the first week crying. I blamed it all on the c section. How it wasn’t what I wanted. But looking back this is actually what I was upset about: ( Continued in comments ⬇️ )
My dear friend @_britney.jones_ and I are celebrating the premiere of @netflix #strangerthings this Friday, a little bit early with popsicles from @steelcitypopsalabama 🍭 From left to right, you got-Joyce, Eleven, Will, Dustin, Nancy, and last but certainly not least, Barb! So excited about Friday! #justiceforbarb
A mother's love nourishes her children selflessly and endlessly, forever 🌿 / / Yoga pants and a simple top, easy to nurse in, is my outfit of choice most of the time these days, while I still accomplish to have my littles always looking adorable. I'm not to mad about it, either.☺ Breastfeeding update: Baby E and I have been doing great the last two months with nursing, overcoming so many obstacles and challenges. However, he is still struggling a bit because on top of it all, I have a fast letdown, which makes it hard for him to catch his breath most times. I've always had this but my first two's nursing journey's were different, and we were able to overcome it by 2 months postpartum. We've checked with lactation, and are doing things to help him from waterboarding himself, but half of the time he chokes and gets air in between swallowing. It breaks my heart and it frustrates the both of us. Breastfeeding mamas, if you had this problem, what did you do to help it? Different breastfeeding positions? About when did your babe start having a better time? Good night, beautiful people! .
3 years yesterday and he still holds my hand everywhere we go. And although I sometimes tire of hearing "mum?" repeated multiple times of many many minutes of the day I am so thankful that he wants to share his whole life with me. Bedtime is still my favorite because all the cuddles and talks about life and Jesus. And this boy will always be my heart. ♡ #thisisthree
Summer has been a little shy in arriving in the Western Cape this year, but when she decides to give us days like these we celebrate! This time by wolfing down as much watermelon as possible while soaking up the wonderfully delicious afternoon sunlight.
"You can steer yourself any direction you choose." So true. Why is it that reading books meant for children tends to give us adults perspective on our choices and life? ⬆️⬇️🔄↘️↗️🔀#drseuss#kidsbooksforadults#morndesign
I’ve had a pretty emotional day today. I feel like life has caught up on me, again. I am always go, go, go and then there is a point where my body tells me no more. I haven’t exactly been taking time to slow down lately and that can cause my endo symptoms to flare up a bit. At the moment my legs are aching, my anxiety is through the roof, my head is pounding and I feel exhausted. I guess the point to this is that I don’t like to pretend life is all hunky dory all the time because no ones life is like that. I’ve got so much I have to do around the house and on the computer on top of taking care of the kids and making sure they are fed but today has been the bare minimum. Tonight I’m hoping to sneak in a bath after the kids are in bed if I have the energy but today has basically been a right off. Woooo #mumlife
This is a photo I took in my Nan’s garden
It's a weird thing having to take care of your aging parents...yet here we are.
Life has its ways of reminding me of what is important time and time again. Amongst the shit, I'm actually so damn thankful for these reminders.
We are making our way to the pumpkin patch in the morning, so naturally I have to share a fun throwback - when we went last year and I was smuggling my own little punkin’ 🎃 Here’s to more Fall memories! 🍁💛
P U M P K I N O V E R L O A D 🎃
... And once again our weekend of fun is over and we’re back to that dreaded day we all call Monday. The good news is it’s half term so it’s a mixed bag of work and fun times with my dude for the next 2 weeks which I’m super excited about. Sadly today though it’s work for me and holiday club for him which I’m hoping he loves🤞🏻...In the meantime, here’s another one from our awesome morning visiting the pumpkin patch @crockfordbridge yesterday. 🍂🎃🍁
Peek-a-bean! For all the times that I worry that I'm not doing enough as a parent or I'm not there or they're not having the experiences and moments that I remember as golden from my childhood, let me remember this: fingernails coloured with felt tips and mud, beans picked fresh just for the joy of it, and that twinkle in her eye
These two definitely have some bromance going on. They both have to be doing the same thing at the same time and get so jealous and territorial sometimes, but at the end of the day you'll catch them holding hands and hugging it out. Yesterday Cooper's dad watched them so that us moms could have an extremely rare girl date and we came home to find them chasing each other around the house in their pjs. 😂
So so thankful every day for these sweet friends of ours. 💕