Two plus one equals three. My five-year-old could tell you that. It’s a simple sum, two plus one. But when you’re a mum to “two plus one” somehow that sum doesn’t always seem to add up right.   Two plus one equals three, right? I am a mum of three. It is a title that… Read More

I sit on the sofa with a sleeping baby in my arms and a cup of tea next to me. For a moment, I think I should put him down. My to-do list is a long one at this time of year. I think of the jobs I should be getting on with but then… Read More

I shared a post recently on my personal Facebook feed to help family and friends with Christmas cards this year. A reminder that it was okay to include Jessica’s name. That phrases such as “and remembering…” or “never forgetting…” do not offend a bereaved parent, but are welcomed. Jessica may no longer be physically with… Read More

Six months. Six months since the last time I cuddled my big girl; the last time I looked into her beautiful eyes. How can six months have passed by already, how did I manage to survive six months without her? And yet I have and will continue to do so. One moment at a time,… Read More

I had a conversation with an acquaintance recently, triggered by a discussion about whether I was planning any more children. The conversation went something like this:   Her: “Well, two children is enough.” Me: “Three.” Her: “Oh yes, I forgot about Jessica.” (pause) “Well, two really. Nice to have one of each.” Me: “No, not… Read More