14/08/2023
I’ve been very quiet on socials. There is a good reason why. One that was longed for for so long. One that’s come with some very high risks and lots of vomiting (Hyperemesis gravidarum is horrible) and one who is Tiny but mighty and will be entering this world very very soon.
Over the past few years I paired back the work I took on in case I became pregnant. I knew I would be needing to take it easy or on bed rest for most of my pregnancy if it happened. But it didn’t… After 2 years of trying, surgeries, medication, hormones and losses we didn’t think it was going to happen. We had just finished our last cycle of trying and set off to Bali and Java to celebrate Christmas and new year with family accepting we would be a family of 3. Rudi Asher and I. I know how fortunate I am to have them. Truly fortunate so decided to book in to get my tubes removed when we got home.
In mid January I started feeling unwell. Vomiting, nausea, more vomiting, and more…knew the signs. It wasn’t Bali belly (although I did have that 3 weeks prior) it as a Bali Baby.
We kept it very quiet. Because I was too sick to want to talk to anyone and because we were not sure if bubs would make it past 24 weeks. But they did and thanks to amazing friends and family who have supported us and an amazing medical team they are thriving and Im feeling human again. So much so I let my husband talk me into having a photo with Asher and bubs. (Thanks to my bestie for snapping it while we played in the blossoms on Saturday. There is a photographer in you yet).
Within the next month I get to meet my baby. I will savour every moment and I promise I will share a photo or two.
And in the new year I’ll be back to capture all your special memories.
