Katie Price - Reborn

Katie Price returns with this incredible new instalment of her life in the public eye.

Only now is she ready to tell her story.

After finding love with Kieran, Katie thought she had found the man of her dreams and that happy-ever-after was possible after all. But she soon finds that being in the perfect relationship isnt easy.

From her turbulent marriage, her difficult pregnancy and birth to her beautiful baby Bunny, to her time in the Big Brother House, and the continued challenges of looking after her disabled son, Katie finally lifts the lid on the trails and tribulations of the past few years.

Written with the fierce honesty and humour weve come to love, she tells us how shes carried on despite the heartbreak in her life, coming out the other side reborn and ready for whatever life throws at her while remaining positive, strong, and throughout it all, true to herself and her family.

Katie Price is one of the UKs top celebrities. She was formerly the glamour model Jordan and is now a bestselling author, successful businesswoman and star of her own reality TV show. In 2015, Katie won Celebrity Big Brother . She is a patron of Vision charity and currently lives in Sussex with her five children.

Being Jordan

Jordan: A Whole New World

Jordan: Pushed to the Limit

Standing Out

You Only Live Once

Love, Lipstick and Lies

Angel

Angel Uncovered

Crystal

Hes the One

In the Name of Love

Santa Baby

Sapphire

The Comeback Girl

Paradise

Make My Wish Come True

I dedicate my book to my amazing family and friends, and my gorgeous children Harvey, Junior, Princess, Jett and Bunny, who give me my strength.

Many people have helped me with this book, and it hasnt been easy to write because so much of it was painful to remember. Special thanks to Helena Drakakis, who worked so hard with me, and also to the team at my publishers, Century. Of course a very special thank you goes to my friends, family and my amazing children, who have helped me all along and brought me to a new beginning in my life.

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Every reasonable effort has been made to contact all copyright holders, but if there are any errors or omissions, we will insert the appropriate acknowledgement in subsequent printings of the book.

I sat upright in my hospital bed. I was in absolute agony and feeling really groggy. Everything around me seemed blurry. As I forced my eyes to focus, I could see Bunny in the nurses arms and Kieran standing beside me, dressed in a theatre gown with a surgical mask covering his face.

I was handed Bunny what seemed like immediately, and held her so tight to my chest. Wow, youre here, I whispered, stroking her soft cheek.

It was when I was finally wheeled into the recovery room that things started to go badly wrong.

Bunny had been cleaned and wrapped in a white towel. I cupped her face but I could hear her breathing wasnt right. It was rapid and shallow and, when I looked down, her cheeks didnt have the reddish glow of a newborn.

Theres something not right, I kept saying, as I watched her turn pale and then go a purplish-blue. Shes changing colour. Shes just not right.

The nurse reached for her and laid her on the sheet.

Come on then, sweetie, she was repeating, her fingers gently squeezing and patting the babys cheeks. Shell be fine. Shell be okay in a minute, she reassured us. But the room fell silent and then the nurse said the words Id never wanted to hear. Im taking her to ICU immediately.

My whole body tensed with panic and my stomach knotted up. Shit. Is she all right? I was terrified. Shes going to stop breathing. Shes going to die, I thought. Please, please, do something to help her right now, I kept pleading.

Kieran and I looked at each other. He was desperately trying to be strong but I could see the fear in his eyes. Somewhere at the back of my mind I knew our baby was in the best place and with the best people looking after her, but she was six weeks premature, delivered by emergency C-section, and she looked so tiny and helpless.

After the horrendous year I had had since my fairytale wedding to Kieran at the beginning of 2013, Id wanted a safe birth for our baby girl more than anything in the world. Deep down, she was my only hope a way through what had been one of the worst periods of my life. At times Id hit rock-bottom, but she was the one thing that had stopped me from falling into the abyss. I couldnt contemplate losing her.

Suddenly waves of nausea hit me. Had the stress of finding out that Kieran, the man of my dreams, had been having an affair with two of my closest friends, Jane Pountney and Chrissy Thomas, harmed my baby? Had the anxiety of being told my pregnancy would not go full-term scared me so much that her health had been affected?

Id piled the pressure on Kieran, telling him before Bunnys birth that if anything happened to our baby I would lay the blame firmly at his, Janes and Chrissys door. Theyd put me through so much. Despite everything, Id been so careful about following doctors orders and had rested and tried to stay calm, knowing that in all of this heartbreak, our baby remained my number one priority.

Although I had been warned that initial breathing difficulties are common in premature babies their underdeveloped lungs cant make the transition from the womb to the outside world as easily as full-term babies in the chaos of that moment I felt an overwhelming need to protect her.

Mummy loves you so much, I whispered as I watched the nurse leave the room with our daughter in her arms. Kieran followed her and looked on as Bunny was rushed upstairs and hooked up to a feeding tube and an oxygen support machine. All I could do was sit there, alone... and wait.

Kieran and I now had two children together: Jett, almost a year old and born in even more traumatic circumstances in France, and now this little one, fighting for her life in an incubator. And, all the time, the same confused questions were going round and round in my head. Did I have a future with Kieran? Did we have a future as a family? Wed come so far since hed shattered my world only four months before. But was it far enough?

I desperately wanted this to work, for the sake of Harvey, Junior and Princess, for our son Jett and now for the sake of our precious baby girl. My children and my family are my life. Everything I do, I do for them, and I want more than anything to give them a happy secure life.

They say some of the most stressful events in life are marriages, births, moving house and divorce, dont they? Well, Id done all of them a few times and here I was again, teetering on the verge of a third divorce and all in the two years since my last book, Love, Lipstick and Lies, had appeared!

People say to me all the time, Kate, I cant believe youre not on anti-depressants or that you havent hit the booze big time. But I havent. Im still here, Im still me, Im still trying to be strong, Im still trying to be the best mum in the world, and Im still working through it.

Whatever anyone else thinks they know about me and Kieran, they know nothing. However people judge the decisions Ive made, they havent a clue why Ive made them.