Goodness this is hard work. I really wonder how on earth I managed when I had a newborn and 3 under 6 years old and. Business to run. I must have had a damn site more energy than I do now, anyway. Thankfully, with Max at home doing everything else, I can at least just […]
This new life.
Ben is one month old now and the enormous stress of the early days is lifting. The relief of the changes in him after he reached term was enormous. He’s still a very snoozy, and occasionally twitchy, baby but he’s awake gradually more and more and when he is, he’s alert and lovely. In the […]
Older
Ben is 11 days old. He is older than his big brother. It just is not right for that to happen when he is just so small. He is so loved, so part of us and I cannot believe that 11 days after Freddie’s birth I was sat at home, with aching, empty arms and […]
Second
Second son. Second chance. Second family. We’ve been luckier than anyone has any right to be. Lucky is a strange word to apply to a family who lose a child. Watching Ben uncurl – unfurl – is like having the clouds stripped from the earth and seeing all the beauty and imperfections of the world […]
Baby Magic
If you found this as a home ed blog and are looking for posts on maths, you should probably move along for a few days. We are all loved up on babies and likely to be so for a while 😆 36 hours at home has done much to restore me. I feel like my […]
Finished It Friday: Marmite's Nina Blanket
I was reasonably pleased with the first baby blanket I knitted for Marmite. I had wanted squares and a sort of ‘organised’ feel to it and it came up much as I hoped. But the way I constructed it meant the back was quite raw and ‘back of something’ like and I think it will […]
A New Year.
The last two years I did a New Years Eve post, one full of hope and joy, one full of anger and despair. This year I didn’t think I would take the risk. In fact, looking back at the festive period this year, I think I got through it all by just deciding not to […]
A relationship with Oak
Of all my happiest memories, the garden of the house my grandparents lived in when I was growing up, is the place I remember with the most peace and joy. Oaklands. I spent weeks there, most often the only grandchild staying, caught up in a private, solitary world of my own imagination. I was the […]
Unrecognisable to myself
I don’t know how old I was when I saw the film Philadelphia; I saw it at the cinema, with my friend who had a close family friend dying of AIDS at the time, contracted while working in Africa before anyone knew to be wary. We were teenagers. I don’t think I’ve seen the film […]
Edit: Erase: Airbrush
People don’t mean to be cruel. They don’t mean to hurt me, or us. What they want is to save us pain. It’s easy to be accidentally tactless of course, because what was like a barrel of boiled oil poured on ready flayed skin to me, is to every one else just ordinary every day […]
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