Hey all... sorry I've been away a while.
I really didn't prepare myself for how hard bad news at 7 week scan would be. Neither of us did.
I've drunk Gin. I've stayed up until 7.45am... 2am... danced, laughed and let all my hair down. Including putting about 8lbs on!
We're not starting again just yet. I've been met with feelings of 'just give up' it's not bad without a child... at the same time as 'weeping nearly every time I see that blinkin' pampers advert for premature babies!
This is a rough journey. Mr Emu doesn't want to plan anything for this side of Christmas. Which is hard to understand but completely understandable.
Where is everyone in their journey? Feel like I've loads to catch up on xx