As I type this blog my beautiful friend Juliette is quite literally having her baby!….Yes!…I can hardly believe this moment has finally arrived. Ju is becoming a Mummy!
I have known her since I was 18…we met at university and although I know kindred spirits and all that sounds like a cliche but it is really true when it comes to Ju and I. We immediately clicked as friends and have stayed super close ever since. The last few years she has watched while most of her friends have become pregnant and parents and all the while desperate for the same to happen to her. She has been continuously supportive however hard it has been to admit that things were not going her way as far as babies were concerned. She never complained when yet another pregnancy was announced and it wasn’t her, she accepted graciously that this time it was not her turn. As time went on and after some fairly devastating statics showed she was unlikely to get pregnant without help she conceded to try IVF, but a series of illnesses meant that month after precious month slipped away from her and the frustrations that she may never become a mother began to set in. Finally a date for IVF was set and the relief was visibly noticeable she began to relax that this process was finally starting and she was starting her journey towards motherhood. A month before the first appointment Ju was feeling ill, a tummy bug she assumed and went to the doctors to confirm it…”Could you be pregnant the doctor asked”….” Um No” she replied ” We start IVF next month”… Silly doctor, what a stupid question! ” Perhaps just do a test to make sure then” Was the doctors response.
The test confirmed a miracle…baby Peanut Wright was already on her way! I can not tell you the joy that phone call gave me when I heard Juliette announce her news, I literally had a smile on my face for days. She thoroughly deserved this, she had waited so patiently and now it was HER turn!
So here I am sitting anxiously, I barely slept last night as I knew she was in the early stages and all day today I have been unable to concentrate very much on anything…my phone no further than a metre from me and pressing the reload button every few minutes to make sure I have not missed the latest update of news. I am crossing my legs and thinking back to the time I went into labour with Tallulah…remembering the pacing around, the early conversations while your thoughts and conversation were fairly lucid, the anxiety, the pain…wow the pain, but the utter joy and the most incredible sense of achievement when that baby finally makes her appearance. The immediate pain relief and overwhelming sense of love that floods over you when you hold that baby in your arms.
So whilst I wait not particularly patiently I am editing the last of the shots from her maternity session a few weeks back. The next time I see this beautiful girl she will be a Mummy and holding her own beautiful girl and I can.not.wait!