Back on track

The moment I found out I was pregnant with Joni – after weeing on a stick and seeing two blue lines appear – I went for a run. It was early, around 6.30am, so Rich was sleeping. I remember it being a cool September morning with a clear blue sky and the sun just beginning

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What I learnt at the swimming pool

After hearing that running while pregnant can result in your vagina falling out, I decided to opt for a less permanently damaging (physically and mentally) exercise routine. So this morning I rose at 7am and walked through the dark streets of Walthamstow to Leyton Lesiure Lagoon. (It’s had a makeover and is now actually called

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