As I stirred the breakfast porridge in the early hours of this morning, I started to smile as I released that my beautiful baby girl still kept to her sleeping patterns from in the womb! I would wake, super early, and move from my side, to my back, in 5 heavy stages, feeling the little dead weight of my sleeping baby all curled up, sunk to the bottom of my womb! I would clamber glamorously (ahem) out of bed, totter downstairs and commence with the morning wake up routine. It would only be after I woke son number 2 that I would feel the small stirrings of a waking baby deep within me. I would smile, like now, and wonder...
Mum, NLP Trainer & Master Practitioner & Life Coach