YOU ARE MY SUNSHINE
Soaking in a warm cuddle of bubbles, I closed my eyes and let out a sigh.
Feeling a kick, I cradled my growing bump.
‘Hello little Amelia,’ I cooed as she kicked me in response.
At just 25 weeks pregnant, me and my Husband Callum, 32, had already decided our baby girl’s name.
James, then two, would love to touch my bump.
And we knew he would make the perfect big brother.
Bath time was always a special part of the evening, as not only could I relax from a crazy day, but Amelia was always really active.
And she was already showing signs of being a Daddy’s girl.
For as soon as Callum came home from his late shift, Amelia would kick me to let me know he was back.
Moving to Brecon, Wales, halfway through my pregnancy,
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