A few months back, Sam said something that stopped me in my tracks.
It’s been a funny old week.
Bear with me, for this story is one of many parts, but it does eventually all wind its way towards a point of sorts.
It’s the Easter holidays.
One new thing that I am keen to do this year, blog-wise, is join in with Coffee Work Sleep Repeat’s Little Loves – a chance to remember and recommend the things that you’ve watche
On the way to the private gender scan for our third baby, I felt that I wouldn’t be in the slightest bit surprised if this little person growing inside me was a boy.
My son is one week old.
I am sat here feeling tears forming in my eyes as I struggle to recall EXACTLY what it felt like to feel him move inside me.