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
Just a little write up about our weekend in Edinburgh at the festival for Andrew’s birthday. We’ve well and truly checked our privilege and freely acknowledge we couldn’t go as often as we do or at all if Andrew’s parents didn’t live in Edinburgh. Andrew’s Scottish and never went until a few years ago! The… Continue reading It’s the Edinburgh Fringe Darhling!
It is a truth universally acknowledged that it’s probably best to go on holiday to recover from a house move. Although with a toddler in tow true breaks for the adults are long gone for a while! This house move has certainly been quite emotional as we made the break from the house and… Continue reading A Holiday without stabilisers
So we’ve been in the new house for 2 ½ months now and we’ve had several “we’re not in Kansas anymore moments” in making the move from South to North Leeds. For days we were high as kites and it’s taken a long time to come down and realise that this isn’t all a dream… Continue reading We’re not in Kansas anymore
When Claire was pregnant with Alexandra, it never even crossed my mind that anything could go wrong. We all knew that Claire’s pregnancy had been quite uncomfortable for her towards the end and were eagerly awaiting the new arrival. Claire was the first of us (the three cousins) to get pregnant. When my Mum rang… Continue reading Let the sun and light come streaming, into my life, into my life
2019 started with a big decision for us: we’re moving house! Despite appearances of a snap decision and an extremely quick sale; the decision was a long time coming. It’s fair to say that Andrew had to work hard to get me on board with the idea. I’ve had marmite relationship with our house: it’s… Continue reading Home Sweet Home
It is almost three and a half years since our first grandchild Alexandra was born at Leeds General Infirmary. Tragically, she lived for only 36 hours before dying in her devastated parents’ arms. To see our son and daughter-in-law carrying their dead baby back to the ward to leave her there forever, was the… Continue reading Grieving as a Grandparent