Here

He is here. A baby boy so like his brother, yet so perfectly himself. Arriving into the world via the calmest planned section, a lifetime away from the trauma and panic and blood of four years ago. People are asking if I’m ok. Am I? Constantly on edge for a repeat performance, do I need … Continue reading Here

Failure

Failure to progress. Failure. Big, fat FAILURE. Yes, I had my baby. A tiny, mewling baby boy, thrust into my arms when I awoke from my induced unconsciousness, groggy and sore and shattered by what had happened to me. But I was a failure. Meconium, induction, 18 hours of intense artificial labour. Three failed attempts … Continue reading Failure