Dear Phoebe We have one month left together. One month in our perfectly imperfect little bubble. Just you and me. One month before you start to make your own way in this world. You will be 9 months old exactly. You will go to nursery 3 days a week and I have no doubt that … Continue reading Dear Phoebe – the last month in our little bubble
Nobody panic! This isn't some sort of surprise announcement, it's a throwback to last year - there's no way my body could cope with another pregnancy! This week is Baby Loss Awareness Week and it's got me thinking about the journey we took to welcoming Phoebe, our second child. We finally felt ready to expand … Continue reading Who would you have been?
If only I had £1 for every time somebody said this to me when they see Phoebe, I'd be a multi-millionaire by now. "Yes", I say "yes she has, which is funny really when her dad is as bald as a coot". I need to think up another one liner, even I'm getting bored of … Continue reading “Oooooh hasn’t she got a lot of hair”