Driving home (Autumn leaves)
Sep17

Driving home (Autumn leaves)

Driving home from work this week, I noticed the leaves along the dual carriageway are starting to turn. Whenever I see these leaves I am transported back 10 years – to the day I thought my baby was on the way.It was 17th September, a Wednesday morning, and I was a day short of 36 weeks pregnant. I was due to finish work for maternity leave the next day. I got into work and sat down at my computer. Within minutes, I felt...

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Pregnancy and birth aka babies and minnies
Aug13

Pregnancy and birth aka babies and minnies

Some mysteries of birth, babies, and ‘minnies’. All from my daughter, when she was aged 5.Mummy, did you need a wee when your baby was coming?Did your baby come out of your minnie?Why can’t you have a baby when you’re a Grandma?What if you were swimming and your baby came out of your minnie?I don’t even remember coming out of your minnie. Do the boys remember it?When you were little, did you ask Grandma...

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Birth of a beautiful girl
Mar14

Birth of a beautiful girl

The most beautiful girl in the world came into my life six years ago today. It was love at first sight. Unlike when her brothers were born, I actually had a computer when I had her. It’s the same sh*t one I’ve got sat on my desk now, although it doesn’t actually work any more. Luckily I managed to save this story before it finally bit the dust. So this is a shortened version of the birth story I wrote up at the time....

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More on babies and birth
Jan03

More on babies and birth

Babies and birth are a mystery – even to those of us who have given birth. So if you’re 4 3/4, there are an awful lot of unanswered questions. Here’s just some of them… LG age 4 1/2: Does the baby get dirty in the Mummy’s tummy from the food? LG age 4 3/4: Why does a baby get its food from its little thumb? B1 age 4 3/4 (on first seeing his baby sister naked): What’s that? Me: It’s her sort of...

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Birth of a big boy
Oct20

Birth of a big boy

When my boys were born I didn’t have a computer, so I recorded their birth stories on a Dictaphone, so I could type them up at a later date. Then I put the Dictaphone tapes in a box, er, somewhere. And they haven’t been seen since. And anyway, I probably couldn’t find a Dictaphone to play the damn tapes anyway. So in the absence of this tape, and in recognition of his birthday, this is what I remember of my younger...

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