My Angel. ✨ **Last photo from Mallorca, I promise. Also, feeling very inspired to post this right now, because she just spit her breakfast out all over the breakfast table, on purpose... 🤯😑#saidshepreferredasnack#thinkpositivethoughts
Baby on the move.
8 months and beginning to crawl...mostly towards things that aren't toys, like wires...chairs and Henry the Hoover. How did this even happen? .
Soaking in moments like these this month because soon our baby boy will be pulling himself up to walk!
Anyone else have a crawling baby on the move? ❤
Today it really does feel like Autumn is edging in, doesn't it? I'm not going to lie, I kind of love this dark and stormy weather, it's perfect for sofa snuggles, popcorn and afternoon movies (although I'm not sure I fancy watching Stick Man closely followed by Lion King again for the 100th time this afternoon - anyone have a favourite film suitable for littles?)
As well as sofa snuggles, this stormy weather makes for the most incredible sunsets and skyscapes. I'm not quite ready to say farewell to summer yet - but I do only have a very limited number of summer sunset sessions left - and they are all for next week, so get in touch to book yours today.
Booking is also now open for Autumn sessions in October and November. Head over to my website for more information - link in bio #shootsinthecity#southbank#londonsunset#londonphotoshoot#londonfamilyphotographer
>> I am 1 in 4 << This is my story...............
Through my blog I have been open about our journey to fall pregnant successfully (6 years). What I don’t talk about often is the two miscarriages I experienced before I had Skylar. @mayalief_mooigoed is running a campaign to create awareness around rainbow babies so moms out there don’t feel alone - please go and read more on her page and I was inspired by my friend @justamamma to share our journey with you. 🌈 I have so much to say on this topic but let me give you a glimpse - we had been trying for just over a year to fall pregnant, I had started a new job and a month in I took a pregnancy test it was positive. Went to the gyne and all was confirmed. It was early days 4 weeks. We were so excited. I was nervous too as I had started a new job. But that was life. The first thing I wanted to do was tell my mom and dad, and my in laws. As sooo as I could I went and bought Baby themed paper and some cute foot print punches. I made two matching announcement cards. We told my parents first. Then we invited our in laws over for dinner. We gave them the card and we all hugged and laughed and so happy. Then the something happened the furthest thing from my mind... I went to the bathroom and saw blood, cramping started soon after. We did not know what to do, and if we should go to the hospital. The first thing in the morning I was admitted to hospital, our hearts were racing, is this happening? I was put in the maternity ward, bed lifted so my legs were up, given medication and taken for scans, blood tests were conducted. The baby (I don’t say fetus) was “not viable” and stopped growing. Lying in a ward with other women, who lay there not talking to me, in their own world of misery, you see the clump all of “us” together and keep you away from the other pregnant moms or those with newborns. I felt so incredibly alone in a room full of other women. I was a very private persons and in some ways I felt ashamed of the miscarriage. I told my new manager and asked her to keep it private at work. I would be off for a few days. I never shared what happened with my friends or extended family and asked (cont in comments)
My baby is FOUR years old y’all! 🦄 Four years ago today on August 16 at four o’clock, I gave birth to the sweetest, loveliest, funniest, and smartest little girl I’ve ever known... annnnd sassiest can’t forget that threenager-tude! 😂 Stage four be awesome to us in the name of Jesus. Aaaaaamen. .