I’m delighted to welcome Fran to the blog today, who has contributed a post on growing up with a cleft lip and palate. I’m sure it doesn’t need to be said that her attitude and outlook about her cleft make us very proud of her but it’s great to read how it feels in her […]
Archives for 2013
Sometimes… Always.
It's very hard to believe that three years ago I was watching my son struggle through his last night. Truth be told, it's very hard to believe at times that I had a first son, the Bene's Internet abbreviation is DS2 not DS1. That Freddie came first, even though now sometimes I look at his […]
Baby Bene at 15 months (almost).
I’m terribly behind with Bene updates, which is annoying because he has been changing so much. At not quite fifteen months, he’s been walking for around 1 month now. Starting walking was pretty funny; he took a few steps for a day or so, then scared himself silly and wouldn’t walk on the floor any […]
The Lullaby Trust
I've sung to Bene every day since I had him I think. I never sung to Freddie, not so far as I can remember, and it's one of my saddest thoughts. From very early on, Bene has been soothed by the sound of 'Yellow Bird', he knows its the sleepy song, he knows it means […]
Finishing up. A project, a plea and a book crush.
While I’ve been lacking in blogging, I’ve been pretty busy doing other things, alongside home educating, settling Amelie into school and bringing little boys. He’s such a big boy now, so much part of everything. Walking, contributing to life with the ever present, all useful “da!” and generally making a mess and an impression. And […]
Guest Post: Classical Music for Babies
As part of my #10wks10yrs series of guest posts for the tenth aniversary of Patch of puddles, I’m delighted to host this post on exploring music with babies and toddlers. I’m not much of a music person, it was always a chore for me to learn to play and I hated the ‘classical music face’ […]
But it was good.
It was a lovely day, despite the tears and the grief. After all the snow and rain and grey, the sun came out. You might even have believed a little boy blue sent us the clear sky and the biting brilliance of a cold spring day. Bene, wearing the shoes all his sisters have first […]
Three.
I love you, little boy. We didn't get long enough, or enough cuddles, or to get to know each other properly, but you are loved. Loved by all of us. In all sorts of ways. Sleep well little boy. Happy birthday.
So here we are.
It's April again. For the third time since Freddie's birth and death, April has hauled it's sorry self back into view. I want to love it, I do. It's his month and I want to love it but the irony is all too much. My little Good Friday boy, my little Easter boy. All this […]
Guest Post: Kiddycharts
As part of PoP’s 10 year anniversary, I thought it would be interesting to showcase guest posts from people who work as hard on their small businesses as we do and perhaps also look as businesses which do something a little different to how we parent and how we work. So first up is Helen, […]
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