Sometimes, when I actually stop and stand still for a second, I still marvel at the fact that I have a daughter. I also can’t quite…
A year ago today, I was lying on mine and your father’s bed. Your brother lay next to me, flicking through his iPad, not possibly knowing…
I woke up this morning and I just felt…blue. It was a bit like I’d woken up and couldn’t find the light switch anywhere. Fumbling around…
There are times where, even now, I still have to pinch myself when I think that I am working for myself. I spent the last six…
This wasn’t even a post I had expected or even planned to write. It was one of those ‘right place, right time, thank goodness there’s my…
When I was a little girl, I would think of Christmas and I would often imagine snow. And perhaps that blanket of white wouldn’t appear exactly…
I have wanted to write so many posts about our experience having a Stickler, cleft palate, Pierre Robin, NICU baby. But every time I start I…
I’ve been asked for a tour of Daisy’s room quite a lot over the past few months. And I really wanted to get it done, but…
I set this to publish at 04:46. The exact minute she was born, six months ago. I remember when my tiny girl was first born and…
I know I’ve said this before, but when I became a single mother I just sort of accepted that I would only ever have one child.…
When Daisy was three days old, I buzzed the neonatal team from my hospital bed, in the cubicle we were struggling in, and I asked them…