On this day last year;

I weighed 100kg.

I looked like I had a basketball up my top.

I could only waddle slowly.

I had a painful pelvis.

I was bored of eating Rennies.

I had newly painted toenails courtesy of Rhuaraidh.

I had outgrown my maternity clothes.

I was roasting in the summer sun.

I needed to wee all the time.

I had two very active babies in my womb.

I was exhausted.

I had predicted the babies sexes and weights.

I was feeling lucky to have made it to 37 weeks.

I had my hospital bag ready.

I was excited to meet our two babies.

I was worried about E’s reactions.

I was nervous.

I couldn’t sleep.

I was ready.