Do your children like dot to dots? I think Esther and William are just at the right age for them. They can count, they understand numbers and they will understand that if they can link up all the numbers in … Continue reading
Do your children like dot to dots? I think Esther and William are just at the right age for them. They can count, they understand numbers and they will understand that if they can link up all the numbers in … Continue reading
When Bea was born we were sent many beautiful things As gifts and to review The last 6 months have flown by In a rollercoaster of joy, terror, sadness and hope It has been a whirlwind As all new babies … Continue reading
On Sunday Quite by accident I had the most wonderful two hours with Esther I can remember We went to Leeds Castle As we often do William was off with Daddy on his pedal bike Bea was in her pram … Continue reading
One week ago we went to the sea For there we feel close to her One week ago we blew bubbles They are how we kiss her One week ago we played on the pebbles and sand With space and … Continue reading
I find the best way to cope with Tilda days Is to make them super special The lead up to her birthday and anniversary Is always going to be awful There is no getting away from that But if I … Continue reading
C.S. Lewis Her absence is like the sky, spread over everything. Two years of life Two years of death Two years of treading water Paddling hard to stay afloat Getting nowhere Doing all we can To save ourselves from drowning … Continue reading
She should be at preschool My beautiful baby girl Running along on her chubby legs Chunky rainbow tights Bunches in her hair She should be talking ten to the dozen Telling us the ins and outs of her days She … Continue reading
There is always hope “Grief does not change you, Hazel. It reveals you.” ― John Green, The Fault in Our Stars “Tears shed for another person are not a sign of weakness. They are a sign of a pure heart.” … Continue reading
You say you cannot imagine what it is like to be me My advice: Don’t even try I reluctantly wake in the morning I am in no hurry to begin a day My first thought is of Bea Is she … Continue reading