Crossfitting, pancreas acting, single mum to three
Last week was eventful, and the continuing proof that life often throws at me that one day never determines the next, emotionally speaking. Wednesday left me feeling raw, to say the least. A hip check up for the small one, (now 14….) confirmed what we probably knew already, more surgery is due, and the…
Happy birthday to my third child, my rainbow baby, my gorgeous, heart wrenchingly perfect Libby-Sue. It’s almost impossible to conceive that you are 14, the running joke in the house is you are only 5 and often I take a sharp intake of breath when a young woman hurtles downstairs in the morning, late as…
A decade a year someone told me I would visit Cornwall once and become addicted. I scoffed at the idea of holidaying in the same place multiple times. I have wandering feet, I ache to explore, one place in the Uk would never hold my attention. I’m writing this on the decking of my…
It’s hard to describe the emotions that flood through you when you get surgery dates for your kids. It’s hard to explain why you are sad, worried, about an operation that isn’t life threatening. I’ll try, It’s the knowledge that at an age when life should be all about sleepovers, playing out, and laughing your…
Today I am crumbling. Today, was like someone hit reverse on my life and despite knowing it was going to happen; it still slapped me in tears and left me breathless. This blog has well documented my families rather on going relationship with the NHS. Today my youngest baby recemented her ties with our healthcare…