I’m not a ‘Super Mum’

Let me start with a story, because as I began to think through this post I became convicted that I was doing exactly what I'm going to ask others not to do. My sister-in-law had her first child this week. It's been an exciting time, there's something wondrous about the anticipation of a new arrival... Continue Reading →

We’re okay. No really.

I get asked all the time how I'm going, and whilst it's pretty typical small talk, I find the question is often loaded.  I get the feeling people are expecting me to be tired, overwhelmed and emotional - the question comes with a slight tilt of the head and empathetic sigh, a searching for cracks... Continue Reading →

Two platitudes we should re-think.

There's two sayings you're probably familiar with, often said by well meaning people attempting to comfort a friend. I'm certainly no theologian, but I'm going to address these statements from my experience of God and my issue with their inferences. "Everything happens for a reason." There is a saying you'll find in the Christian life... Continue Reading →

Diagnosis Day

In the days after LittleJ's diagnosis of down syndrome, when I was 18 weeks pregnant, I fell into a place of deep grief and began searching for hope. I was stuck between not wanting to accept his diagnosis but needing comfort that our future was going to be 'okay', this required some level of acceptance... Continue Reading →

How can I help?

Throughout my pregnancy, the birth, LittleJ's special care stay and returning home with two babies, friends and family gave us much needed support and love. This post is a list of things people did to help, and a few things I think would have helped. So if you've found yourself in a support role and... Continue Reading →

Finding my tribe

I sat down in the waiting area of the doctors surgery, LittleM and LittleJ were both starting to get restless and upset. I tried straddling the double pram so I could begin a dummy in, dummy out battle with their tongues, the eyes of other patients glancing my way. Like when you have a sore... Continue Reading →

Entering the unknown.

I held LittleM close to my chest and looked up at the midwife, "will it hurt?" I asked, my voice trembling. It was time for LittleJ to make his entrance but my body was still reeling from pushing out his twin sister and he was not planning to greet us head first. I looked down... Continue Reading →

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