Well it’s officially 2022 and I’ve beeen writing this for nearly 6 months. I haven’t found the head space to finish it. I’ve nothing remotely positive to say about 2021 – sorry! The last year was a complete pancake. At the end of the year, 30th November to be specific the most scariest day of… Continue reading Brain Bleed
This morning; I woke up as usual, the same way I always am with my one year old son screaming for his milk and my 2 year old coughing away choking on her salvia. I dragged myself out of bed with my heavy ever growing baby bump, gave Steven his milk to buy me some… Continue reading Sleep Deprived Parents
I shared a beautifully written poem today on social media. It is so simple but so poignant, it was short, but so eloquently written. It summed up in a few verses life with Ava and how people portray her. I’ve learnt a lot about myself and people since I have had my daughter. I’ve learnt… Continue reading Different
This is a bit of a weird one, my partner and I had a discussion the other day about how when another child is sick, and I mean just your average poorly, we struggle to empathise. It’s not because I am heartless or cold or all reasons like that, it’s purely because I think when… Continue reading Feeling empathy and sympathy to other families…
You know I’ve been on a journey of discovery – how cliche is that? I’m only human and I’ve learnt that we really do all have a breaking point, mine has been over a year of tireless journeys and never ending worry for Ava’s health, top that with a new baby and I’m sure most… Continue reading Welcome To Reality
You know, I’ve never been one to pass judgement or tell people how they should be, but maybe I should… And maybe I’ll be hated for it but I don’t care … This is a note to the parents I see every day on social media or in everyday life complaining that their child keeps… Continue reading To The Parents That Moan About “Normal” things…
As if it wasnt bad enough your daughter was going through all she was I travelled up to London with my mum and stepdad to see Ava, the first time they had seen her outside of intensive care. That morning I had phoned to check up before I set off on the trains, a nurse… Continue reading Brush With Death
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