Fat Bottomed Girls, they make the rocking world go round!
I kept him with me for far too long. Next to me. In touching distance. So I could hear his breathing, his murmurs, his movements, through the night. So I could watch him in those quiet moments just before I fell asleep. Lily was in her own room from when she was around 6 months. […]
Read MoreBefore I start on what may turn out to be a woe is me and my life and why does all this shit keep happening post, although I’ll try my best not to, I need to remind myself that if nearly 2 years ago, when I was with it enough to realise I was actually living […]
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My Beautiful Boy, Today is your first birthday. It has been difficult for me to think of this date, to look forward to it, to plan. Its all been a bit last minute. I have firmly had my head in the sand but the wish for the date to pass by quietly is unfair on […]
Read MoreN is for NICU The NICU at St Marys in Manchester literally gave me my son and ensured he would have a quality of life. I cannot thank the doctors, nurses and support staff enough, they got us through the most awful time of our lives! Linking up with PODCast for this weeks Alphabet Project
Read MoreI thought I had given up being nervous about doctors and hospital appointments after the amount I had to go to when I was pregnant, thought I’d learnt to take everything in my stride, yet I woke up feeling quite nervous about the Froglets first appointment with the neurologist. Mr C was nervous too, we […]
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