Today we decided to have a London Sunday as if I wasn’t pregnant. First thing, we hopped on a bus and made our way to the Columbia Flower Market in Hoxton, where we sat in… View Post

I had my first dream about giving birth. In my dream, I went into labour at my Mum and Dad’s house and the baby was a girl, being born feet first. My waters broke in… View Post

If only I was referring to my state of being. Actually, Labour and Wait is a design shop filled with the most beautiful of old fashioned style household items. If money was no object at… View Post

Still here, still pregnant. Still waiting for a sign from Pip that it’s his time. We had friends around for supper tonight. A lovely evening of food and laughter. I have now retired, exhausted, to… View Post

I was really keen to have some photographs taken whilst I was fairly heavily pregnant, to record and to celebrate how I looked with my first baby. Even if I have future babies, although those… View Post