Tuesday, 1 October 2013

"It was the best of times, it was the worst of times..." (A Tale of Two Cities, Charles Dickens)

Earlier this year I suffered a miscarriage.  At 18 weeks' pregnancy.  On our wedding anniversary.

What was supposed to be a happy, joyous day turned out to be one of the worst.  On top of all that, there were complications which led to....well, let's just say it was a close call.  I don't think I have ever seen my husband look so worried and yet relieved to see me again.

During my recovery, I had lots of time to think things through and reassess my priorities.  Like most people, I felt I needed more time to do the things I enjoyed, including more quality time with my Little One.

One of the ideas I had also tinkered around with was starting a blog.  I was initially unsure of how to start, fearful of criticism, not having the technical know-how or commitment to see it through...  Following recent events I decided to bite the bullet and give it a go; if anything, to serve as a distraction.

"Not another Mummy blog!" I hear you cry.

I say, "Why not?"  Just because there were thousands of doctors out there didn't stop me from embarking on a career in medicine.  Why not try my hand at blogging?

So here it is.  My first post.  Thank You for visiting.

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