I'm a writer (not a journalist) and I am working on a pregnant character. She's not had a great time, and the circumstances of her pregnancy are far from ideal, but she's gathering up her courage and promising the baby inside her all the things she'll do for him (or her).
I have two kids, but I am one of those people who forgets every stage as soon as it happens, at least until it happens again, and I don't really remember being pregnant. Just that it was an intense time, and I felt proud of my body, and basically invincible, although incredibly vulnerable, sometimes at once. But I don't remember my dreams...
Would anyone like to post and say what their feelings are just now? First time mums or old hands, what are your hopes, dreams, fears, promises, ambitions, predictions, wild imaginings? Where do you want to take them, what would you show them?
If you were writing to the baby inside you, what would you say?
Thanks guys and congratulations!
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