Soon after our engagement, Olly and I talked about having a baby. I would have felt sad if we never got to do that together; I want to do everything in life with him. But given my age, we weren't sure it would be possible. I'd experienced five miscarriages before - three before my first daughter and two more before the second - and was well aware that a successful pregnancy is never a given.
Maybe it was, but we're both at a stage of life where we know what makes us happy. Of course, people are entitled to their opinions, but what wasn't fair was the suggestion that I was having some kind of 'midlife crisis'. That I was discounting the happiness of my children when they've truly never been happier. Our new normal might not be for some, but it works for our little family.
Ever since we met, we haven't been apart for more than a day and no topic or secret, however hard or awkward, is off the table. Neither of us has been perfect, far from it. We've both learnt difficult lessons over the years. But in laying ourselves bare, in learning from those experiences, we could see each other very clearly.
Sitting here snuggled up with my little girl, in my 40s, I can honestly say I know myself much better, and recognise potential breaking points sooner. That's why I asked the women in my life for help before the baby came.
My previous marriage lasted 13 years and, despite living separately for nearly a year before, we announced our separation in September 2023 when it felt right to do so, and when everyone close to us had been told.
Sitting on plastic chairs on the beach one evening, sipping Chang beer, he turned to me and said: 'If it wasn't for the judgment of everyone else, I'd ask you to marry me right now. Here's more about ceramiche sassuolo look into the web-page. ' I replied: 'If it wasn't for the judgment of everyone else, I would ask you to marry me too.'
She had given us a scare when I had a heavy bleed at around 33 weeks. Then she decided to make an appearance two weeks before I was booked in for Vendita diretta piastrelle an elective Caesarean. My first baby was in the breech position, which meant she had to be delivered by C-section, so an elective was recommended for subsequent births.
Just over a month after we met and fully in love, we headed off on a romantic break to Thailand for New Year. It was the first Christmas I'd had off my Heart Radio show in seven years and it was there that we decided to get engaged.
I'm speaking about it because I wish somebody had told me sooner that, on the other side of divorce, there is, perhaps, a happier-ever-after. Just not one you often see depicted in Disney films and fairytales.
Around our commitments to our children and our work - Olly, 40, is a lawyer and I am best known as the founder of Mother Pukka, an online parenting community, and a radio and podcast host - we spent every spare minute either together, or talking on the phone.
All four were over the moon and since the baby's arrival, have been fighting over their time with her. She has landed in the middle of our newly blended family - or what the Hungarians call a 'mosaic family'.
There are a lot of people who, I think, feel stuck in marriages because, financially, they can't afford to separate and run two homes. There's a huge privilege in even being able to leave and I don't say that lightly. I've spoken to many women who simply don't know what to do and it is utterly heartbreaking.
Our exes were the first to know when we were finally able to 'go public'. It wasn't a conversation I ever imagined having, and I can't pretend it wasn't awkward, but I didn't want the girls' dad to hear it elsewhere first. Olly and I told each of our children individually, to give them time to process the news and so that we could reassure them this made no difference to the love and care we have for them.
Anna Whitehouse writes: Two weeks ago, at the age of 43 - so very much considered a 'geriatric mother' or one of 'advanced maternal age', as we're now more kindly termed - I gave birth to my third child, via emergency C-section.
Anna Whitehouse is no stranger to controversy. She was one of the first women to build a lucrative career from sharing the warts-and-all reality of family life as a married mother of two via her Mother Pukka podcast and blog, garnering nearly half a million followers on Instagram.
The baby's father is my partner Olly, who I met last November on dating app Hinge. We each have two children from previous relationships and it's fair to say neither of us imagined having any more until we walked into each other's lives.
I'd never believed in love at first sight but the connection was instantly clear to us both as I walked in. As we sipped wine and Gres porcellanato sassuolo talked, openly and without pretence, I felt calm, content, like I'd 'come home', perhaps. It was instant attraction. That said, I'm no longer looking for that elusive 'happy ever after' young women are sold on. Something I was made to believe was the Holy Grail at 24.
Society still dictates that longevity is a key component of a successful relationship, when some of the unhappiest couples are those that have been together for years but aren't actually right for each other - or are no longer right for each other.
Maybe it was, but we're both at a stage of life where we know what makes us happy. Of course, people are entitled to their opinions, but what wasn't fair was the suggestion that I was having some kind of 'midlife crisis'. That I was discounting the happiness of my children when they've truly never been happier. Our new normal might not be for some, but it works for our little family.
Ever since we met, we haven't been apart for more than a day and no topic or secret, however hard or awkward, is off the table. Neither of us has been perfect, far from it. We've both learnt difficult lessons over the years. But in laying ourselves bare, in learning from those experiences, we could see each other very clearly.
Sitting here snuggled up with my little girl, in my 40s, I can honestly say I know myself much better, and recognise potential breaking points sooner. That's why I asked the women in my life for help before the baby came.
My previous marriage lasted 13 years and, despite living separately for nearly a year before, we announced our separation in September 2023 when it felt right to do so, and when everyone close to us had been told.
Sitting on plastic chairs on the beach one evening, sipping Chang beer, he turned to me and said: 'If it wasn't for the judgment of everyone else, I'd ask you to marry me right now. Here's more about ceramiche sassuolo look into the web-page. ' I replied: 'If it wasn't for the judgment of everyone else, I would ask you to marry me too.'
She had given us a scare when I had a heavy bleed at around 33 weeks. Then she decided to make an appearance two weeks before I was booked in for Vendita diretta piastrelle an elective Caesarean. My first baby was in the breech position, which meant she had to be delivered by C-section, so an elective was recommended for subsequent births.
Just over a month after we met and fully in love, we headed off on a romantic break to Thailand for New Year. It was the first Christmas I'd had off my Heart Radio show in seven years and it was there that we decided to get engaged.
I'm speaking about it because I wish somebody had told me sooner that, on the other side of divorce, there is, perhaps, a happier-ever-after. Just not one you often see depicted in Disney films and fairytales.
Around our commitments to our children and our work - Olly, 40, is a lawyer and I am best known as the founder of Mother Pukka, an online parenting community, and a radio and podcast host - we spent every spare minute either together, or talking on the phone.
All four were over the moon and since the baby's arrival, have been fighting over their time with her. She has landed in the middle of our newly blended family - or what the Hungarians call a 'mosaic family'.
There are a lot of people who, I think, feel stuck in marriages because, financially, they can't afford to separate and run two homes. There's a huge privilege in even being able to leave and I don't say that lightly. I've spoken to many women who simply don't know what to do and it is utterly heartbreaking.
Our exes were the first to know when we were finally able to 'go public'. It wasn't a conversation I ever imagined having, and I can't pretend it wasn't awkward, but I didn't want the girls' dad to hear it elsewhere first. Olly and I told each of our children individually, to give them time to process the news and so that we could reassure them this made no difference to the love and care we have for them.
Anna Whitehouse writes: Two weeks ago, at the age of 43 - so very much considered a 'geriatric mother' or one of 'advanced maternal age', as we're now more kindly termed - I gave birth to my third child, via emergency C-section.
Anna Whitehouse is no stranger to controversy. She was one of the first women to build a lucrative career from sharing the warts-and-all reality of family life as a married mother of two via her Mother Pukka podcast and blog, garnering nearly half a million followers on Instagram.
The baby's father is my partner Olly, who I met last November on dating app Hinge. We each have two children from previous relationships and it's fair to say neither of us imagined having any more until we walked into each other's lives.
I'd never believed in love at first sight but the connection was instantly clear to us both as I walked in. As we sipped wine and Gres porcellanato sassuolo talked, openly and without pretence, I felt calm, content, like I'd 'come home', perhaps. It was instant attraction. That said, I'm no longer looking for that elusive 'happy ever after' young women are sold on. Something I was made to believe was the Holy Grail at 24.
Society still dictates that longevity is a key component of a successful relationship, when some of the unhappiest couples are those that have been together for years but aren't actually right for each other - or are no longer right for each other.
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