Hello to 2015

The trouble with a neglected blog is that when you do get around to that long-awaited post, it's hard to know what to say. The weight of expectation sits heavy on my shoulders. In my head there is the pressure to deliver the kind of blog it's worth waiting four months for. Or I could just …

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Time to toughen up

My dad always used to tell me I was too sensitive. Part of me was quite proud of that if I'm honest. it appealed to my angry, angsty, oh-so-misunderstood teenage self. But the days of being a delicate flower are over. I'll never get through this if I don't toughen up. Although it's getting easier …

Living in limbo

I'm in a funny place at the moment. Having a diagnosis so early is tough. It's very difficult to face the fact that your child could be severely disabled and (the killer) mentally retarded. Funnily enough that takes the shine off the babymoon pretty quickly. Yet if I didn't have it, I'd be worrying even …