Sunday, 1 January 2017

In the beginning...

...there was 1.

Then, on the 10th November 2016 at 5.10am, Lee and I became parents once again to another beautiful baby girl. The arrival of Florence by emergency c section was anything but smooth with 2 hours in surgery, 2 blood transfusions and regaining feeling on the table- everything in 3's right?!
The weeks following have been incredibly tough; amazing but tough with Lee and I getting to know our new daughter whilst ensuring Isabella had plenty of love and support as she adjusted to the small human that cried a lot who had come to live with us.

At 7 weeks, we're slowly emerging from a haze of newborn-ness helped along the way by many a question from an incredibly inquisitive 4 year old (Why do we have feet? Why do you wear glasses all day? Why is a magpie a type of bird? What are you thinking?!).


Now things are settling down, we laugh more than we cry (except Florence but she's getting there!) and I'm ready to blow the cobwebs from my Boosts and start training for my next challenge. With a running ban compulsory from 28 weeks pregnant, I am thoroughly unfit and feel like even a mile is going to be tough but Shrewsbury 10k is just under 3 months away and I'm totally up for the challenge with 2 noisy beasties in tow.

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