I am a tortured woman. I adore clothes, I love fashion and I look forward to updating my wardrobe with a few choice items every season. Autumn/Winter is my favourite! Not this year though. Nope, I am with child. Up the duffaroo.
Most of my conversations now revolve around being a dad, occasionally unusual topics such as is it OK to have a sit down wee if you're tired pop into conversation, but ultimately everything ends up circling back to parenting as if every road leads there. 'I love the new Ferrari......' 'its amazing, I wonder if you can get a buggy in?'
What I do know, is that when me and my tiny offspring needed them, they were there for us. Yes, there were times I was kept waiting. There were times I was told someone would be there in the morning and I didn't see them until the evening. But when we needed them, they were there.
Baby Loss Awareness week was about commemorating those who were taken too soon. I'd now like to talk about the steps we can take to prevent some of those deaths. Specifically, how we can prevent deaths caused by one of the most common birth defects - congenital heart defects (CHD).
You tell each other everything, you share the most intimate secrets, laugh at the silliest of things and there's no subject out of bounds. Yet there's been something a little off about your bosom buddy lately and you can't quite put your finger on it...
So please, people of the media who print these stories of 'bouncing back', have a think before you file your copy next time and ask yourself if all this celebration of women being utterly perfect is in fact perpetuating low self-esteem among women who struggle to meet the unrealistic expectations that the media sets for us. Give us a break you lot!
This has been hard for me to write, and it did bring a few tears to my eyes. I don't think I could ever go through a pregnancy like I did with my 3rd ever again.
Over the past couple of years, a combination of chronic pain, work-related stress, feeling miserable and all the associated medications have destroyed my libido. Obliterated it even, like sexual napalm.
For many women, sickness or shock make any form of activity in the first months of pregnancy impossible. But if you do want to keep active, guidelines state that it is safe to continue to do what you did before pregnancy.
One of the greatest advantages to not sweeping baby loss under the carpet is to raise awareness among pregnant women in a positive way with what they can do personally to increase their chances of a successful pregnancy:
Earlier this year the Equality and Human Rights Commission, finally published their robust and detailed report on pregnancy and maternity discriminati...
I know you can't see past the nausea at the moment, but even if it lasts the entire nine months (which I sincerely hope it doesn't), you know already how fast the time passes. Before you know it you'll have that bubba in your arms, life will be very different and the sickness will be long forgotten.
Can I be honest? I feel like that person. You know, the scientist at mission control after the rocket has launched and is successfully in orbit? Everyone else is dancing around, cracking out the Whiskey. The camera pans back to me. I'm still chewing my finger nails looking at the screen on my desk making rapid calculations on a yellow pad.
One in four people worldwide are affected by mental disorders; and one in two people worldwide are poor. Often these are the same people.
Miscarriage is a personal experience. People share feelings, of course they do, but I don't want an identikit card on my bookcase from my next door neighbour after losing Bella at six months to the next woman from her mum on losing her baby at six weeks.
An IUGR pregnancy is not straight forward. It is not relaxed, or enjoyable. It is not one of the most special times of your life. Instead, it is filled with unanswered questions, stress and worry. It is fragile. It is complicated. This is what an IUGR pregnancy is really like.