My birth story... by Wendy
There I was playing golf every weekend at the age of 39 (handicap of 17 after 3 years), enjoying life but knowing in the back of my mind I would not be complete without having children. When I found out I was pregnant I happily trotted off to the doctors. The nurse we saw could not find a heart beat that would stay still, she thought it was one baby swimming around. The Doctor tells me to pretend I don't know my dates and sends me for an early scan. She must ....






