I’m rearranging my hospital bag for the hundredth time and each time I’m pretty sure I’m losing part of my sanity with each stash. With Freddie I’m sure I packed it once and I was happy..second time round I’m doubting everything and getting stressy over the most mundane things (big pants?) I would be more…… Continue reading My *ideal* hospital bag..

Our day of being part of medical research, a fetal MRI to see Baby Jones in fascinating detail