The End

This blog is now closed. The story continues over on Flip Flops and Flying Carpets.

Thank you for reading.



Thank you for all the wonderful comments of congratulations. I let the announcement post bask in the limelight for the rest of the week because nothing else seemed to be able to top or even match it! But now it's time to carry on, and I'll do a little pregnancy round-up before carrying on with regular posts.

We found out about this pregnancy while we were in Malta. Our families and close friends all knew from day one. It would have been silly to leave the island not having told them (not that I'd have been able to keep it secret long enough anyway).

Despite being very excited, the first few weeks were laced with dread, with a ridiculous dose of positive thinking. I believed that if I thought it away enough, I'd have no morning sickness this time.

Readers who were around when I was pregnant with Emily might remember just how bad it was that time - and how long it lasted. I was at the time (perhaps jokingly, but often not) advised by people not to bother with a second pregnancy. I, perhaps naively, kept hoping my next would be the pregnancy I'd always hoped for: one I could enjoy.

I always knew I wanted two children. Even that amount of pregnancy sickness wasn't going to put me off, I think it would be selfish of me to deny Emily a sibling just because of a "few" (me in 2010 would kick myself for saying that) months of sickness. In the grand scheme of things, that's a silly thing to use as a deciding factor. Having said that, I have no idea how I would have coped with that amount of sickness as well as a toddler to take care of. I am already struggling enough to keep up with her simply because I'm still so tired most of the time.

I am now in my tenth week of pregnancy. Sickness with Emily began in week 3 and began calming down somewhere around week 23. I have not yet needed to run to the bathroom, nor have I needed that bucket that so loyally waited by my bedside - day and night - when pregnant with Emily. Lately some kitchen smells have made me think I might be sick, but nothing yet. I remain hopeful.

So to all the people who advised that I shouldn't even try to get pregnant again, there are a few words in my mind that I'd like to say to you, but I'm nice so I won't. Sure I'm tired. Ok, I'm exhausted. Emily has born the brunt of it - for which I feel terrible and am really trying to be as patient and as entertaining as I could possibly be. Sometimes it's way more difficult than others, but she is easily pleased and I'm sure I'll be able to make it up to her in a few months' time.

We had an early scan done last week. Want to see 2cm long Squiggle?

(See how I was even nice enough to specify what you're meant to be looking at?)


  1. Hello little squiggle :-) we are very happy for you as well as for you mum, dad and big sister ... can't wait to meet you!

  2. And you're not putting me off at all, even though I know I'll be tired next time round - enjoy your pregnancy and I look forward to future blog updates! Xx

  3. You're right, in the grand scheme of things, not even a whole 9 months of terrible sickness should deter anyone from experiencing pregnancy and becoming a parent (multiple times over). I'm SO excited to follow Squiggle's growth! I hope your energy levels pick up soon...which I'm pretty sure they will. X

    1. Thanks lovely! :) I have good days often, I can't say it's all been bad. Some days I'm completely wiped out though - and of course they're the ones when Emily plays up as she senses something is wrong, poor poppet.


  4. Isn't it crazy how a little black and white fuzzy picture can steal your heart? I'm looking at this going awwwww *nudges husband and asks shall we have another* I'm so happy for you all. I hope you get that perfect pregnancy. are you hoping for a boy? x

    1. I know what you mean - seeing Squiggle wriggling about made it real. All very amazing.

      Re boy/girl, I'm going to be boring and say that what I hope for is a healthy baby. I'll be happy with whichever - a girl would be easier (and cheaper), a boy would create a balance. Either way, there won't be another one after this one!! ;) x