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The Garden
At 43, I’m now too old to be sucked into the social media whitewash, the flat lay of life, the comparison battering belief that others are doing it better, harder, faster, stronger. I’m on the ‘gram but I don’t reel-ly ‘use’ Instagram (sorry, not sorry). Alex’s elder brothers next door have showed me enough Tik…
The Egg
He looks like his daddy. Everybody says so. The face shape, the lips, those long eyelashes I just knew he’d inherit. I am amused – but not surprised – when a mini version of what I politely call Mr Maybehood’s basic look comes out in baby sensory, his gorgeously dark blue eyes flickering around mine…
The Landfall
Can I begin please with the elephant in the room? This Baby Loss Awareness Week I’m writing from a place we didn’t dare hope to be: parenting a live child. I have the simultaneous privilege and heart wrench of listening to our son’s cries, his colic and reflux being tended to relentlessly by his daddy.…
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