Waking up after my standard 2 hours struggle sleep a night, looking in the mirror covered in stretch marks and hating what I see, still effing pregnant. Yelling at my partner for everything and anything (poor man doesn’t even do anything wrong) and then feeling bad for taking my anger out on him. Crying every night because I’m so agitated and in too much pain to sleep, feeling like my hips are being torn apart. Having all the signs labour is near, but have been having them for 2 and a half weeks now with naaaaadaaaah progress! And I swear to jeebus if one more person asks if I’ve had the baby yet, I might just go off the rails.

But in saying all of this, here’s to another day carrying this baby where I know he’s safe, happy and healthy, growing strong and free from the worlds troubles 🥰

Stay strong to all mummas, it’s hard but so worth it🤩