The Three Little Pigs: a fable about three pigs who built three houses of different materials
I thought of this title, as it makes me smile to liken our babies to a children’s story. Like the three little pigs, our three made incremental progress, living for longer each time. Although we haven’t yet brought a baby home to our house of bricks, I hope our dedication – like that third little piggy – will eventually pay off.
It might sound mean to refer to them like that: three little pigs (even though my babies always made me so ravenous, I loved food even more when pregnant!), but I mean it in the nicest possible way. If you think about it though, babies are little parasites (see, a brutal truth, AKA: BRUTH!); that’s always how I often jokily referred to my three anyway. So if you find “parasites” a less than endearing term, little piggies are hopefully an improvement. You’re welcome.
So let me briefly introduce you to mine. The three reasons for my blog and the three reasons why my life so often feels like it lacks meaning.
Piglet number 1: BoC
If you thought “pig” or “parasite” was a bad nickname for a baby, just wait until you hear what BoC stands for! I’ll explain this in a later blog. BoC was our first baby. S/he wasn’t with us for as long as we’d have liked (forever), but I think he was a boy. BoCcy was my first experience of pregnancy. All my hopes, excitement and dreams, wrapped up in two little lines on a pregnancy test. We never got to see his heart beat. Like all my babies, at some point his heart stopped, but my love for him did not.
Date we received the happy news: Tuesday 16th October 2018
Date we received the sad news: Thursday 15th November 2018
Age: 7 weeks, 2 days
Piglet number 2: My Baby
We were lucky enough to fall pregnant fairly quickly after our first miscarriage. Again, it was all going so well. Minimum pregnancy symptoms, lots of careful exercise and healthy eating. But then I started to bleed. We had a few scares, but we were reassured and rewarded every time with a strong beating heart. But as I’ve come to learn, a scan is just a snapshot in time. My last scan was on Mothers’ Day and it was absolutely perfect. The sonographer pointed out the bladder and stomach – we had no idea that you could see that at 11 weeks! The very next day, I miscarried.
Date we received the happy news: Sunday 17th February 2019
Date we received the sad news: Monday 1st April 2019
Age: 11 weeks, 1 day
Piglet number 3: Summer
Possibly the most photographed baby in the world. We had lots of lovely scans with this little one. I’m not joking, she always waved at us, like she knew we were watching. We even managed to capture a little wave in a video. We eventually got past that 12 week milestone and were able to tell family/friends. We were able to do the long planned baby reveal, but it was a difficult pregnancy. Summer was the baby we finally got to meet, but she was born extremely premature. She was with us for just over an hour, but she was yet another who couldn’t stay.
Date we received the happy news: Friday 29th November 2019
Date of birth and death: Monday 9th March 2020
Age: 19 weeks, 5 days