Now that I’m 31 weeks along, I’ve started to think more about the inevitable birth. I can’t wait to meet my little newborn boy and dug out a few pictures of toddler Oliver’s first few days with us to reminisce/prepare/freak out!
I was induced 3 weeks early with O due to a hereditary pregnancy liver condition OC which was the safest way for him to be born. Induction resulted in an emergency C section and this time round, I can choose to have an elective.
I don’t know yet if I’ll get OC again although the risk is high. I do however, feel more knowledgable about the condition after directing a short film for the charity OC Support UK and Queen Charlotte’s Hospital but like anything, the unknown is always worrisome.
Flicking through the photos here took me back to that (sometimes) scary, totally wonderful, life changing day when Oliver was born. The intoxicating, unconditional love which overwhelms you when you’re handed your baby is simply addictive…and just continues to grow and grow- and is no doubt why I’m having another…