Peter Andre's wife Emily shares sweet snaps with daughter after sharing harrowing birth story
Emily Andre has shared sweet snaps with her youngest daughter Arabella days after revealing her harrowing birth story. The 35-year-old welcomed her third child - who is known as Belle - with husband Peter Andre last April.
She also shares daughter Amelia, 11, and eight-year-old sun Theo with singer and actor Pete, who she married in 2015.
The couple posed for photos with Belle at a lavender field while the sun was out last week. Wearing a white dress that matched her mum's, they were careful not to show her face on social media - like all their kids.
But fans got a tiny glimpse of the youngster as she played amongst the flowers - and the one-year-old is already starting to walk. Though it's not clear if she can do it on her own yet or still needs mum and dad to give her a helping hand.
NHS doctor Emily captioned the post: "We made the most of the sunshine while it lasted, turns out Belle's favourite part wasn't the flowers… it was the bees."
And fans were quick to compliment Belle's fine head of hair. One wrote in the comments underneath: "Ahh she's adorable - her hair!" Another of Emily's 715,000 Instagram followers said: "Belle's got gorgeous hair, doesn't she? Beautiful photos, guys."
A third commented: "Oh my goodness Emily and Peter, these pictures make me quite emotional, the lavender setting and the pure beauty seeing you both with baby Belle, my heart."
"Awww Belle's walking. They grow up so fast!! Love the Greek genes there," a fourth posted. A fifth said: "Gorgeous family. Belle is a beauty." While a fifth added: "I went to lavender fields with my grandbabies a couple of weeks ago. They loved it as much as little Belle x."
The family day out comes a week after Emily shared traumatic details of Belle's birth for the first time and said her and Pete, 52, - who is also dad to son Junior, 20, and daughter Princess, 18, from his marriage to ex-wife Katie Price - wouldn't be having any more children.
Speaking about Belle's birth, Emily said: "I haven't really spoken about her birth and what happened afterwards, because it was so hard and awful. But yeah, it was tough. Like, I was really unwell after she was born."
She told Giovanna Fletcher 's Happy Mum Happy Baby podcast: "So I had a really rare type of hernia that was quite large. And, this is actually quite disgusting to talk about, but basically, part of my bowels were kind of in the wrong place.
"The type of hernia that it was can strangle the bowel quite easily, and then that becomes a real emergency.
"I knew things weren't right after she was born, because I had a big, huge lump in my tummy - kind of sticking right out. So they got me back after a week to follow up, and they said, 'We need to get the surgeons to come and look at you.'
"This was in the evening. The surgeon literally looked and said, 'You need to come into hospital — like, now.' And I was like, what do you mean? I just did not want to."
Emily was rushed in for surgery after learning her bowel had actually come out. She continued: "So I had to go back for emergency surgery. Belle was a week old, so I kind of had to hand her over. That was the worst bit - I had to hand her over and go in for another operation."
But in one 'sweet moment' that made her smile, Emily says the porter who took her down to theatre was the one who brought husband Pete into the same room when her dad operated on him - leading to the couple meeting and marrying years later.
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