Yes so unless you have been out of the loop as much as I have you might have noticed I have had a baby! I spent the month of July in hospital with various problems but mainly Pre-eclampsia. Swollen feet, high blood pressure and protein in my urine at high levels and needed an emergency c-section when my blood platelets started to go a bit off.


I got a spinal injection to numb me and was awake through the surgery. It felt strange like someone was sitting on my belly and bouncing up and down so much that I thought I may be sick at one point. Baby Franklin James McKee was born on 25th July at 9pm at 29 weeks of 40 and I got to see him for about 5 seconds before they took him away to check him over. My placenta and womb were very small and the fluid around him was a light green meaning he had pooped. My body was not doing what it needed to for him to grow and keep him safe so surgery was at the right time.



He was a little under 2lbs 2oz and he was taken to NICU. As I was being stitched back up my intestines tried to escape from my body and had to be pushed back into place and sewn up on the inside before I could have my wound sewn up. It took about 30 minutes to complete.


The next day in HDU I was encouraged to get up and and out of bed asap. I got out of bed and sat in a chair by the bed to eat a bit of toast but only managed a mouthful before feeling woozy and due to all the blood pressure medication I was on I fainted because of low pressure and needed some help with air. This happened a couple more times. The pain was kept at bay with paracetamol. I tried morphine but it just made me feel drunk and sleep for hours. I tried a half dose but it was the same so I stuck with paracetamol. It was 4 days before I was able to get up and unhooked from machines to go see Franklin in NICU. My Mr kept me updated as did the doctors on his progress and was even given photos of him.


When I finally was able to go see him I burst into tears and couldn't believe just how small he was and just kept thinking how will he survive! My Mr says he will never forget my face when I saw him for the first time. I cried all day and every time I saw him for the next 4 days. On the 5th day I managed to focus on the little improvements he had made and his colour was getting better.




Its 5 weeks now since he was born and he has come on lots from then. He he is off all the drips and his oxygen help keeps getting reduced. He is on larger feeds 3 hourly and was moved from NICU to HDU. He is usually awake when we go to see him like he knows its the time we visit. He is such a happy baby and hardly cries. I am a proud mummy and just can't wait to get my little boy home.

Sooooooo it's been a while!

For those who don't already know a couple weeks ago I got really bad heartburn with my pregnancy and went to the doctors fro some medication. I was prescribed Zantac then later found out it can take a week to work. A week later I was still in agony and was unable to eat anything and hardly drink. I had a scan appointment at the hospital and took along a urine sample which was very dark and being type 2 diabetic was checked for keytones which were 3.1. I was told I was being admitted for treatment for severe dehydration and very high blood pressure.

Being so dehydrated made getting a line in very difficult. Three Doctors fried for 90 minutes to find a vein. Stabbing me more than 20 times until I couldn't take it anymore and broke down in tears.
I was covered with a warm air blanket for an hour and then an anesthesiologist was brought in with an ultrasound machine to find a vein and finally after a few tries go one. I was pumped full of liquids, antibiotics, steroids, blood pressure medication and my blood pressure and blood sugar levels were checked every 30 minutes all night. My fingers were covered in dots from all the blood sugar tests. I was given Omeprazole to kill the heartburn and told to drink as much as possible. A catheter was inserted so my urine could be observed.

For three days I was pretty much in agony and had no sleep. I was over filled with fluids which then made my salt levels off. The doctors thought I had gallstones that had blocked somewhere and maybe an infection. I had an MRI scan that showed this was not the case now if had been.

I was in hospital from Monday to Saturday and discharged myself. I was feeling better and although my salt was still not normal and blood pressure was still high I was only being given medication and could easily take that at home myself and actually get a proper sleep at home.

All baby tests were normal and baby is happy and healthy. I am still not 100% maybe 92% but I am getting there and hopefully next week after a good week of sleeps I will be back to normal or some kind of new normal.

So that's my news. Bump is growing faster than ever and kicks can be seen. Fatshion posts will resume asap. Thank you for all the kind words and love! It is very much appreciated. You are an awesome bunch of rad fats! I uploaded pics from my Hell Hospital week to instagram if you are interested.

This is a more personal post that I don't really tend to do on her but as some of you may know already I was diagnosed with PCOS about a year ago. The only reason I went to the doctor abut it was because my friend and my boyfriends sister were both diagnosed with it and their symptoms of irregular periods and lots of facial/body hair were both problems I had been having for many years but figured it was my weight as I had heard of this happening to people who are fat.

Having been sent for an internal scan at the hospital I then received a letter from my doctor telling me that I indeed had PCOS. After discussing the issues of getting pregnant with my boyfriend we decided I should come off the pill and see what state my periods were in. So I stopped the pill in November and has an initial stopping period which I had expected. The following month I had a period but then nothing so I went to the doctor and asked for a referral to Pre-Pregnancy Clinic to talk about my options. There is a pill that I could get to make me have regular periods which means pregnancy would be possible.


I got an appointment for March 25th and waited 45 minutes to be seen then finally got to talk to Val a lovely Diabetic specialist. As I have been Type 2 Diabetic for over 10 years her main concern was my blood sugar levels. Thankfully my levels have been great with 1 x Metformin tablet a day although it got increased to 2 x a day when PCOS was diagnosed as it is also a treatments for it.
She was happy for me to proceed with getting pregnant as my health was good. She would refer me to an Infertility Clinic to get medication to make me have a period every month and make it possible for me to get pregnant.

Another Doctor came in and asked about my PCOS and looked up my test on the computer. She informed me that I did NOT have PCOS! I did not have cysts on my ovaries but my blood test had been borderline. She asked when my last period was and I told her January and she insisted on a pregnancy test. At this point I grabbed my boyfriend from the waiting room and told him what was going on.

I gave a urine sample to the nurse and she returned a short time later with Val and said " I have some good news!" to which I said "SHUT UP!" she went to say "you are pregnant! " and I exclaimed " HOLY FUCK!" then looked at my boyfriend and burst into tears. The nurse and Doc left us alone and I cried and hugged him then laughed and just could not believe what I had just heard. We were happy but shocked! Having expected it to take years for us to get pregnant this was the very last thing I thought I would hear today. From my last period it was thought I could be 11 weeks pregnant! Which explains why I have felt like shit! Also why my nipples had been so tender for the past couple weeks and why I had been getting a dead leg from my hip to knee at random times!

We were sent away and I was told to make an appointment with my local GP to see the Midwife.
I saw her 2 days later and she referred me for a scan. Two weeks later still no word so saw another Midwife and she called the Hospital to see what was happening and they said they were just really busy and I would have an appointment in 2 weeks. Two weeks passed and still not appointment!
By now I was 16 weeks and had missed my first scan so I called Val at the Hospital and explained my situation. She said something was not right and she would look into it for me. She called me back and said I had not been put on the system! I was angry that it had been 4 weeks for nothing! She said I would get a call tomorrow with a Scan appointment.

After waiting 40 minutes to then be told we were at the wrong department and having to move and wait another 20 minutes we finally got the scan. The scan was all of 5 minutes and confirmed my thoughts of 17 weeks. I was too late for the first down syndrome tests but got a blood test. I was so scared and excited for the scan but mostly scared. The first thing the doctor said was "there is the heartbeat" and I actually felt the relief wash over me with just those words. It is so strange to be able to see this little thing growing inside of you. I still can't quite believe it is real as my belly has not grown that you would notice.


This is our little guy/girl. I think its a boy as I have been conducting a small survey with friends and family. The women who had morning sickness all had girls and the women who didn't have any morning sickness all had boys. Whats your thought on this?

Sorry for such a long post but it is here for those who want to read it and if you don't that is fine too!