As Ophelia’s temperature spiked for the second time in just over a week, we went into 14 days self-isolation a week before the order came for everyone to stay at home. Andrew and I have also had really bad colds recently too which have left us wondering if we’ve been in contact with it or,… Continue reading Lockdown Life
Another Mother’s Day has rolled around. To be honest for me; it’s just another “event day” where I spend most of the time with my fingers in my ears and wait for it to be over. As with most things that involve sentimental thought and present organising; I sort it. I ensure that Ophelia’s… Continue reading Mother’s Day in the age of Covid19
…. Well sort of. In my last post I wrote about how I like the umph that a New Year brings but that’s as positive as I can really get about January. Despite it feeling quicker than most years; I’m still glad for it to be February tomorrow. I probably (definitely) wasn’t entirely honest… Continue reading Beating the January Blues….
Well we got through Xmas at break neck speed. We ate too much; drank way too much and had a fab time with family and friends. Ophelia got inundated with presents and now has a concept of what Christmas is. Now we’ve reached human slug state thoughts naturally turn to the year ahead. 2020. WTAF?!… Continue reading New Year; New you? And all that jazz
A few ponderings about a whole 10 years of Claire and Andrew. This is my take; I’m sure Andrew will put his version at some point….probably. The summer of 2019 saw the occasion of Andrew and I being together for 10 years. Now bearing in mind I hadn’t celebrated an anniversary with any boyfriend… Continue reading A decade of Team McFowkes
September and October are always going to be odd months for us. Now we’re 4 years down the line we “should be” used to it. We “should be” fine; after all we’ve got Ophelia, we have our health, we’re happy in our jobs and we’ve just moved house and got our fresh start. And yet…..… Continue reading Reflections on Alexandra’s 4th birthday, Baby Loss Awareness Week and Ophelia’s 3rd birthday
Bravery – how do you even define what that is? I’m often told that I’m brave or strong when talking about our survival after losing Alexandra. The reality is that I didn’t really have any choice. In the early days many immediate spoken and written and reactions was “stay strong”. What does that even mean?… Continue reading Get Your Big Girl Panties On