How can it be that a birth that left me in this kind of a mess resulted in a healthy child and a birth as simple, easy and beautiful as Freddie’s resulted in a child who died but who left me with no lasting rage, anger or mental damage. How am I supposed to make […]
There is no life after birth.
I was feeling incredibly empowered by a long post that i had just written. I pressed Control and W by accident and it went. It was the first time i’d vented my spleen in a long time. I felt so much better for writing it, i wanted it out there, on my blog so that […]
Sometimes the roots are too big.
Glancing through that Birth Trauma site last night was a bit of a revelation. After Fran, i knew i was in a bad way, but i had very little access to information and very unsupportive health professionals. I knew i was in trouble but i didn’t know where to start. By this stage, i had […]
