And so there were 3...

 My pregnancy was text book, not what I was expecting at all. I thought that with all the problems we had encountered to get pregnant that there were bound to be issues along the way. But no I got sick when your supposed to be sick, craved the kind of stuff you are meant to, had all the usual aches and pains that come with being the size of a beached whale.
What I did not have though was a text book birth.
Whenever I am asked about the birth of my daughter and what it was like my reply always shocks "brilliant, I loved it!" Yip I am a lucky, lucky woman I just made it to the hospital in time Eva's head was sitting there waiting to be pushed out & I had no idea, she arrived just 45 minutes after getting to the hospital.
All in all I was in first time labor for 1 hour 45 minutes and I did it all with just a few puffs of gas and air. It was the most amazing experience of my life!
And so it was that at 11.14am on Sunday the 24th June 2007 we officially became 3 and my dream of being a Yummy Mummy was fulfilled!

Every story has a happy ending...

I suffered a further 2 miscarriages after the first, with each one I fell deeper and deeper into pregnancy desperation mode. I lived, eat, slept and dreamt about being pregnant and having a baby of my own. My heart broke more and more with every passing month that came and went without that illusive blue line appearing on the test. Then in September last year my prayers where answered I got a positive pregnancy test and I was absolutely terrified! i bet you are like what, why terrified why not ecstatic? One word thumped around my head MISCARRIAGE! I was so scared of loosing yet another baby that I was unable to let myself be happy and relax until I knew for sure that my little bean was okay. So after our initial Dr's appointment we where sent for an early scan to reassure us that all was well. It did not go well, I was convinced that I was at least 8 weeks pregnant but they could find nothing but an very early, empty yolk sack. My heart was in shreds we would have to wait two agonizing weeks before they would scan me again to see if the pregnancy was viable. Those two weeks of my life where unbearable, I did a home pregnancy test every day (sometimes 3 per day) just to make sure it was still positive I was a wreck! At last the wait was over and our scan date arrived, I was so scared it was torture, what if I had lost another baby? I would have let everyone down, my husband, my parents and worst if all my baby!
I can not begin to describe how happy I was when I saw my baby on the screen, little bigger than a grape, but with a beautiful strong heartbeat there it was, what I had always long for my baby.

  

The story so far...

Well it has been a long and emotional journey, but I have finally reached my destination, I am a Yummy (well sometimes anyway!) Mummy.
My name is Jadie I am 25 years old, happily married and now very happily a Mummy to my darling daughter Evangelina who is now the ripe old age of 12 weeks.
My journey to Yummy Mummy status began 3 years ago when after a very whirl wind romance with my now husband I unexpectedly found out I was pregnant.
It was a shock I won't deny that but I was instantly transformed from a twenty something party girl to a Mummy to be and I was utterly in love with my little bean.
Sadly though at my 12 week scan all my dreams of becoming a Yummy Mummy where shattered when I was told that my baby had no heartbeat, and that I had suffered a missed miscarriage.
My world was rocked to it's very core and so began my emotional 3 year struggle to become a Yummy Mummy.