Here’s a few things I learned about giving birth. I’m obviously very aware these won’t all apply to everyone, birth experiences can be highly divisive. A bit like the music of Cliff Richard. Some women walk away with nothing more than a grazed fanny while others have a torrid time and like to tell everyone about it at coffee mornings and
Today, a man tweeted me to say just because he’s a bloke, it doesn’t mean he couldn’t ‘understand’ what it was like to be pregnant. He ‘understood’ what it was like to be pregnant. Oh thank goodness! Probably a lot like all us women who ‘understand’ what it’s like to be chopped in the bollocks. So! Man on the internet.
So my body’s now five months in to putting together lots of skin and bones and cells and nerves, I’ve emerged unscathed from twelve weeks of sickness and am now fully immersed in the throws of ‘blooming’. While it’s great that mums and baby books portray how fabulous this stage can be and hint at a few niggles, I thought
It’s been a while since I wrote a blog post, so big ol’ apologies if it’s tripe. As some people know, when I first started writing this, I tended to wang on about the fun that came with being single, only to become very much attached. Then I wanged on about Daily Mail features but got a bit preoccupied writing