Olympics – Our Family Milestone


For most people the start of the Olympics is a fun time, people settle down to enjoy the opening ceremony and look forward to counting how many medals they get for their home country.


The Olympics will always mean something a bit more to me. You see, four years ago when London hosted the Olympics I was heavily pregnant with the monkeys. In fact, my last day working in my London office was the day of the opening ceremony. Good timing I hear you say…it definitely was.

So, my memories of the London Olympics were less about trying to get tickets to any of the events or soaking up the atmosphere near the stadiums.  It was more about managing my ridiculously huge bump, keeping my swollen feet elevated and watching all the events on TV. And guess what…I could not have been happier.

London Olympics - Tower Bridge

Opening Ceremony

It really didn’t worry me that my hubby got to go to see some of the events; I was marvelling at the miracle that I had twin babies inside of me and it was all very real as I could feel them both kick me as I watched the opening ceremony.   It was such an incredible and special time, discomfort aside of course.

I have never tried to pretend that being pregnant with twins was easy. I have never said it was a walk in the park. It wasn’t. It was hard, uncomfortable and created havoc with my back. But, there is an undeniable beauty about knowing you have two little bubbas inside of you.

The opening ceremony at the London Olympics was an incredible experience, my parents were visiting and I was incredibly relieved to no longer have to do the long journey into Bank on the Northern Line. What I didn’t know on that day is that I would never do that commute again. I didn’t know that one year down the line I would be handing my notice in and packing up our life to move to Germany.


As I sat watching the fireworks and enjoying the music, I still had no comprehension of how much my life was going to change. I really did not know how much these two little monkeys would make me feel whole and complete, while at the same time bringing with them a lifetime of mummy worry and guilt. I will take the worry and guilt though. Every. Single. Day. It is all 100% worth it.

As I sat and watched the closing ceremony a few weeks later, I was bigger and more uncomfortable than before. I sat and wondered when I would get to meet them. What would they look like? Would they have blond hair? What colour eyes did they have?

I had not heard of HELLP Syndrome. I had no idea the journey that was ahead.


Sitting here, four years later, I can reflect on how much life has changed. How two little faces and cheeky grins can make my heart melt.

In four short years, they have went from a swelling of a tummy to two determined, happy, enthusiastic and funny little boys. They have grown to the point where I wonder how on earth these big boys ever fitted in there. I find it hard to recall the small little bundles that I took home all those years ago.

So, for our little family, the Olympics are always special. They are always a benchmark.

I remember thinking the next time these Olympics are on it will be 2016. The monkeys will be here. I will know what they look like, what their hair colour is and what colour eyes they have.

As I sit here now, all my questions have been answered.

I am thankful every day.

Let me know in the comments if what the olympics mean to you.

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  1. August 9, 2016 / 7:13 am

    Beautiful post Yvonne.
    I’m so pleased it’s all worked out ok in the end and that you’re all well. Miracles of modern medicine and your sheer determination to get better.
    I was the same but with the Winter Olympics in 2014 with my youngest. I grew to love sitting watching the events while he was doing his own stunts in my tummy ☺️
    Precious memories for you.

  2. August 9, 2016 / 7:55 pm

    That’s lovely to have that anniversary and reminder every 4 years. I watched the volleyball at London and it was a really interesting experience -very ‘american’ and glitzy compared with what I expected.

  3. August 10, 2016 / 11:56 am

    Lovely memories. You’ll be able to look back at the start of every Olympics like this. It’s poignant for me too as my first was conceived during the first week of the Olympics. He’s part of the baby boom! London 2012 was probably special for a lot of people but having your child/children linked to it is wonderful.

  4. August 10, 2016 / 12:25 pm

    This is a great post hun! I agree the worry and guilt is all worth it, every single day!

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  5. August 10, 2016 / 5:00 pm

    What a lovely post and what a milestone indeed, I can recall some experiences I made at the London olympic stadium but this time I am not even thinkg about th olympics lol.
    I am sure every olympic will hold special memories for you and your family
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  6. August 11, 2016 / 10:32 am

    Aw what a blessing your children are and its true its a milestone to have two beautiful children born during the Olympics and now here they are bundles of character!
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  7. August 11, 2016 / 12:55 pm

    Such fantastic memories. Hope you get to put your feet up & watch this year although I fully understand it’s likely to be after certain little ones bed time!

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      September 6, 2016 / 7:19 pm

      Thank you hun x

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