Thanks

My last blog was particularly sad. It was written with tears in my eyes. For both my own benefit, and perhaps yours, I wanted to follow it with something brighter. We all know that a crisis is the true measure of any friendship, and what is clear from our experience is that we have someContinue reading “Thanks”

Time of death

Tilly was born at 0056 on Saturday 26 May 2018. I’m sure you know that already. But I knew because they announce it, and they write it on the board. It also stops the giant clock on the wall. It is unambiguous. But the time of death is different. Less clear cut. They don’t actuallyContinue reading “Time of death”

Carrying on

On Saturday it’ll be ten weeks since Tilly’s short time with us. I will have completed my second week at work, and will continue to carry on. Whatever that means. As you all know, I was daunted about returning to work. I am pleased to say that my worries were short lived, as my colleaguesContinue reading “Carrying on”

Time to kill

When we arrived at Newcastle, Charlotte was admitted to ward 34, in the Leazes maternity wing. This is a dedicated ward for people with pre-natal maternity challenges.This is a fantastic place full of friendly staff, who are trying to help women through a whole manner of different pre-birth challenges. They do this with kindness, understandingContinue reading “Time to kill”

The only man in the room

Hello everyone. As you’ll notice, I’ve not blogged for some time. Previously, I largely blogged about my weight-loss journey (I’ll let you know if I ever find the right route for this), and the name of the blog reflected the gender-balance at weight-loss groups. I’ll likely blog about this again in the future, but nowContinue reading “The only man in the room”