tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-298253362008-01-09T11:54:33.338ZKiTTBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29825336.post-75161559806959818782007-11-13T01:50:00.000Z2007-11-13T02:24:17.517Z

Not quite, but getting closer every day! 36 weeks and 2 days into the pregnancy, less than a month to go until Jade's arrival! Although I have a strong feeling- that she will be arriving the first weekend in December, as long as I don't go into labour until 30th November then that's fine as then Matthew will be able to get home in time! We had a bit of a scare the other weekend, had niggly pains

Katetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29825336.post-35680886387144303812007-09-14T12:23:00.000Z2007-09-14T16:14:46.513Z

Baby Jade being camera shy! (26 weeks) Baby Jade yawning :D (26 weeks) I can't believe that in less than three months I will have a baby in my arms! The time has flown past!! When I was suffering my way through the first trimester I thought it would never end - endless moments of being sick and sleeping, sore breasts, food aversions, more sleeping :o) I had wondered if the angels had

Katetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29825336.post-70863148957349468722007-07-29T12:12:00.000Z2007-09-12T16:14:00.491Z

Hormones in pregnancy have a lot to answer for; they make you cry for no reason, need the loo every 20 minutes and fly off the handle at absolutely nothing! This has to be the most annoying part of pregnancy. I can be sitting here quite happily, looking through baby magazines or checking emails etc when suddenly I just burst into tears and I have no idea why - just suddenly feel really lonely

Katetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29825336.post-73986292232985352672007-06-03T22:39:00.000Z2007-06-03T22:56:54.311Z

I had made a little card for my mum to give her on my birthday to let her know about the baby - as 32 years ago that day she became a Mother for the first time, and here I was making her a Grandmother for the first time on that very day :o) She was stunned and didn't quite believe it, then started crying (in the middle of a busy train!) but they were happy tears and also tears of worry, as every

Katetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29825336.post-72594107265127600422007-04-13T23:10:00.000Z2007-04-13T23:37:12.219Z

And ... the first step is getting that postive test which I got last week on my birthday!!! Well, actually it was the day before my birthday, but as I miscarried last year the day after I got a positive test I decided to test again on my birthday and was so thrilled to get another positive result! Then I tested each day just to make sure that I was still pregnant by the end of the week - until I

Katetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29825336.post-1162255458131704992006-10-30T23:41:00.000Z2006-10-31T00:44:18.243Z

The worst part when trying for a baby, is the feeling that you've failed as a woman. For some unknown reason, I seem to be able to conceive, I even manage to get as far as implantation, but after that... for some reason it all goes pearshaped and I miscarry instead. Last month when I was convinced I was pregnant, I think it was very likely that I was. I think I had another miscarriage. I knew

Katetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29825336.post-1160436879026499602006-10-09T22:23:00.000Z2006-10-09T23:34:39.143Z

Yes, I'm going to act like a child and stamp my feet on this one. If I had the energy I would probably throw a tantrum too - but I don't, so I'll leave that for now. As you can probably guess, my period came today - a day early, just to add insult to injury. What am I doing wrong? Is there something that isn't right in my life to make the baby not want to come to me? It's so heartbreaking

Katetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29825336.post-1160186189211246292006-10-07T01:26:00.000Z2006-10-07T02:00:45.353Z

The two week wait is almost over - only three days to go! I have been SO patient, making sure I don't test too soon. But, today I buckled and caved in to temptation, I know - it was too early - but, the tests I have are supersensitive and on the instruction leaflet (which I should know off by heart by now!) it says you can test as early as 7-10 days after conception. Well it was 10 days today,

Katetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29825336.post-1159271209721182212006-09-26T11:36:00.000Z2006-09-26T11:46:49.733Z

I had a wonderful dream last night, it was a strange mixed up dream but with one constant throughout. I saw figures in the dream of people I recognised, but I didn't see myself as human - more as an energy and I saw my hubby as the same. I knew it was him but we didn't look like us at all. The amazing part of this was that we were always connected somehow - it felt like we were holding hands

Katetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29825336.post-1159201918787695972006-09-25T15:39:00.000Z2006-09-25T16:31:58.846Z

This has to be the worst time of the month (except menstruation of course) when you're trying to conceive. The longest two weeks of your life. You try so hard to 'chill out' or 'just relax' about getting pregnant - as your friends who have no intention of having children themselves will point out to you again and again. How can they possibly understand what these two weeks feel like? I know

Katetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29825336.post-1158856030455625092006-09-21T15:45:00.000Z2006-09-21T16:27:10.540Z

Play - a word that you associate with children, not usually for adults. But why not? In every one of us there is an inner child that still gets excited when it starts snowing, or about the joys of Christmas. Do we really forget about all this when we become an adult? I still don't really feel like an adult, I hit 30 last year and it was the worst birthday ever. I had a nice day, but I just

Katetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29825336.post-1158853371289982332006-09-21T15:22:00.000Z2006-09-21T15:42:51.323Z

A strange thing happened after the miscarriage, I suddenly went off the idea of having a baby. It wasn't that I didn't want a baby anymore, it was just that I wanted a break from everything. When I went out I didn't feel 'drawn' to peeking into pushchairs to see how cute the baby was, or even looking at pushchairs full stop, I just wasn't interested at all - which was really quite a strange

Katetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29825336.post-1150495254849286812006-06-16T21:04:00.000Z2006-06-16T23:25:23.873Z

You never know how you will cope with a miscarriage until it happens to you. I consider myself to be a spiritual person, I understand that if something isn't meant to happen, it won't - and if it is meant to happen but you don't like what has happened then there is a lesson to be learned from it to help you go forwards in life. I believe in all of this, and often tell my customers this when it

Katetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29825336.post-1150491466990885682006-06-16T20:25:00.000Z2006-06-16T21:02:37.583Z

Miscarriages can take you on a rollercoaster ride of emotions. First you start with disbelief, then the unfairness of it, then you get angry at God (sometimes only temporarily) and think ‘Why me?’, then you start to doubt that you’ll ever be a mother, and then you can’t stop crying for the loss of your baby. This happened to me this morning. (13th June 2006) This was my first baby, but my story

Kate