For over a week now my stomach has been gripped with anxiety and fear has been a constant companion. As someone who isn’t known particularly to fret it is a curious sensation to be on a knifes edge all day long, tottering near the prepice, unsure as to when and if the house of cards will come tumbling down. Everything has been going too well, diabetes seems to be behaving herself and twin … [Read more...]

Operation Day: 12 months later…. (Hip Dysplasia survival)
Hip Dysplasia has not beaten us. Time is a curious thing. This time a year ago I was filled to the brim with anxiety, I paced the hospital corridors biting my nails waiting for my one year old daughter to return from theatre with her legs bound in spica to correct Hip Dysplasia. A whole year ago. Look at us now, I barely recongnise my daughter. Free from cast, learning to run when we … [Read more...]

A day in the life of a mum with diabetic and DDH kids (and twin boy!)
2am - Alarm rings like a strangled kitten, awake from sleep in a panic, drool slips from mouth edge and eyes show confusion. Remember I need to test diabetic twin girls bloods. 2.05am - Stumble through pitch black bungalow and locate eldest daughter in bed. Turn on fairy lights above her bed and narrowly avoid her head connecting with my chin as she sits bolt up right and screeches "What. … [Read more...]

Dancing with Diabetes and laughing in the face of spica…..
The lady sat in the dressing area nudged her friend in the arm and whispered loudly 'she's crying, is she ok?'. Unable to resist I tried to follow her gaze to see which poor soul was sobbing in such a public arena and I almost squeaked with surprise when, as I turned my head, I felt a teardrop land on my cheek. It was I, the mad lady in the corner sobbing at a children's dance class. As I … [Read more...]

DDH: What you will need when your child goes into a spica cast
BB has been cast free now for almost four months and I still remember the terrifying feeling when she was diagnosed with DDH and the overwhelming worry about how we would cope and what we would need to cope. For anyone who is facing a future with a child with DDH here is an idea of what you will need. First and foremost a rear facing car seat, once in a spica cast your child won’t be … [Read more...]

Life post spica: learning with little legs…. ~ Northernmum
Watching BB grow over the last week has taken my breath away, from finally finding the confidence in her legs that three months in spica cast took away from her. Suddenly there is suddenly no stopping her. Her personality is shining through, she chats non stop and is cheekier than ever imagined. If she can find a reason to use her legs she does; it is like she is making up for two years … [Read more...]
DDH: why the sun isn’t shining yet
The sun should be shining. My little girl has her legs, I see them wrapped around me hugging me close and my soul burns with happiness. How lucky am I? To have a child with a disability hurts like nothing else but to have a child who can be cured, and quickly, floods you with relief. But yet a cloud still hides the sun. I can't breathe that sigh … [Read more...]

Northernmum – farewell casts & hello legs
Can I tell you how happy this photo makes me? We got legs again - just in time for a little girl to have a birthday... I am literally dancing with happiness and cannot wait to get home from work to dance with my beautiful baby . By the way - my blog and BB's story has made it through to the final shortlists of the MAD blog Awards, so I need to askyou to vote … [Read more...]

BB: The final chapter – coming out of spica…. – Northernmum
And breathe. We are home. It has been a hell of a week and although the attention and care we have received in hospital has been second to none, it hasn't gone smoothly, or to plan. We started last week bouncing with excitement, watching with unrestrained joy as BB's spica was removed and her hip pronounced fixed. Seeing those legs splayed out spica style caused a huge … [Read more...]
beautiful baby: putting the spica back on
It's wrong when you start to become immune to watching your baby fall into an unnatural sleep, yet today I watched with exhausted eyes as once more BB went under anaesthetic for her new cast to be put on. The silent parental terror that something would go wrong and she would remain sleeping haunted me for an hour until the nurse tapped my shoulder to tell me all was … [Read more...]





