12/03/2022
I debated whether I wanted to post this on my feed. Whilst I’m all for being real and showing the realities of life on my stories, I love to look back at my posts and see the happy memories we’ve experienced. But the reality is, I’ve spent most of my time feeling distraught over the past year. And this little boy here has spent almost half of his very short life at 5 weeks old today, inside a hospital. And my other two babies, without a consistent routine and their normality of mummy and daddy at home with them. Whilst we’re very lucky to have family around, their days have been spent unsettled and out of routine with their nannies and grandads.
I’ve partially written posts and stories up so many times this week to update you all as I’ve had lots of messages but I’ve just been drained and not been able to share any of them.
I normally find so much strength from your support and from the women that have been through similar circumstances but this week has broken me in ways I’ve never had to experience and I’ve struggled to find the words. The emotional and physical rollercoaster of this week after what has been months of struggle and pain physically and emotionally also has taken it out of both myself and Adam. As parents of 3 amazing boys you have no choice but to wipe the tears, find the strength and be the best parent you possibly can be no matter your own fear and pain. I will definitely explain more at some point but right now, my priority is the boys and making sure we can get back to being a family of 5 again very soon 🤍