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A Very Strange Year




 My memories for last year on Facebook are thin. But today was a MASSIVE day in our lives. One we will never forget. 

After feeling absolutely rotten for 3 weeks, and having missed my 2nd cycle, I decided to test because well that’s the only thing I hadn’t done to provoke its arrival - that pregnancy test didn’t even waste time and a very bewildered me, walked into our bedroom to show Mark. We spent the day poorly and shocked to our cores. We looked at each other and said “F*CK!!! “ a lot 🤣🤣

Our amazing daughter was on her way! 


The next few days were a blur. Drs visits & an early scan were I was told I had options if I didn’t want to go through with it (I’m glad we live in a country where that’s the case btw) but in my heart I knew, I loved that little fetus already. 



Then there was worries and conversations with specialist pharmacists over the water due to my meds - thankfully I had switched from a more toxic one a mere 6 months earlier. 

Oh and the fact that I’d been drinking thankfully I’m not a heavy drinker. 

With all the chronic illnesses, I knew it was not going to be easy on my body but I also knew my child was worth it! 


And what a joy she is! 





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