I’ve just realised that for the last two Fridays I haven’t counted how many weeks it is since Freddie was born. For at least the last Tuesday, I haven’t counted how many weeks it is since he died. I guess that is progress of sorts. I’m not going to count. I think 2nds and 13ths […]
All backwards
I hate that long after I have forgotten how it was to feel pregnant with him, I am left with the loss of him. I hate that the memories are so few, gathered under such immense pressure, that I can barely hold them together. They are barely worth having. I hate that I cannot remember […]
The beginning of the end
In honour of many things, not least some births and my period, which signifies the end of all hope of another baby before Freddie’s first birthday, I have typed up his birth story. Be gentle with it.
Catch up again.
Lovely weekend away at the Festival of History with friends, camping for 2 nights at Wicksteed Park. Will blog it better shortly when I can find my proper camera cable, there were some ups and downs and some really great day out moments too. Just wanted to say thank you to all my incredibly lovely […]
Stand down
We’ve kept the last few months incredibly busy for the girls, hoping to waft them past as much of the rawness of early grief by just keeping them busy. We’ve done musicals, grading days, gym competitions, holidays, friends, dancing shows, music exams and this weekend more friends, the Festival of History and a ballet exam. […]
Gone in a Flash
I took these photos on Max’s birthday. I just liked the discarded bit of paper and all the colours. Afterwards, when I saw the way the two had come out, I had a wry smile. Big Birth Wishes. Gone in a flash. I forgot to wish for a bring home baby. Must get round to […]
Counting Magpies
A very busy week. I’m hoping to persuade Max to blog Friday as a guesting blogger (he might) but I don’t think I’ll hang on for him so I’ll do a quick phot round up. After the busy weekend and then Monday doing art with le Ciel Rouge, we visited Stanwick Lakes on Tuesday with […]
Chased by Mr Barrie
I’ve always been taken by the story of Peter Pan, the little boy who never grew up. I fell for it completely in my last few weeks of school when, tail-gated by the recent death of a friend, my 6th form friends and I worked on and performed the musical as our leaving finale. I […]
Funny Things
Children playing at Stanwick Lakes today. A much needed day out with two good friends. My perfect little heart, given to me by a friend. Love it. Kitchen windowsill. An African Violet given by a friend to cheer me up several years ago, an Orchid from another friend to remember Freddie, the Carnation that I […]
Duck Pond
I am ice. That is what I am. That is all there is. The thinnest, clearest, most fragile piece of ice on a pond at the start of a winter that will be long, cold and dark. The spring is so very far away. There are four little ducks walking on that sheet of ice, […]
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