Staying strong through the storm

Following my last blog post about the third miscarriage I unfortunately had another rollercoaster ride to follow that at the time, felt like a real hurdle on this journey.

Our third miscarriage happened in late November 2015. At the time I was heavily supported by my parents, a close friend and my boyfriend.  Continue reading


The first time – a step into the unknown

The first time round, at five weeks pregnant my symptoms were in overdrive and my boyfriend and I rushed to tell our parents and siblings. They (predictably) were completely supportive. Ecstatic and embraced the news. In fact, my mom wasted no time in buying clothes for the baby that I’ve kept until this day.

Sadly, there was to be no baby. The first scan showed a low heartbeat at 6 weeks and a scan a few days later showed that the foetus had died. Continue reading