(I wrote this 4 days ago and I was really struggling. Today is fine but I had just had one of those days where the grief hit like a wave. ***Trigger warning. It may get a bit TMI in regards to miscarriage.*** It's a pretty good insight into what goes on inside my head on … Continue reading Too many moments
Eeeek lots of pretty things and new shoes and a hung parliament. What more could a girl ask for. Well appart from the obvious anyway...
Morrison's baby section, lovingly placed opposite the self service till which I frequent regularly now interups what used to be a calming and enjoyable lunchtime sabbatical. When I'm getting my lunch it never fails to find new ways of stabbing me in the tender spot where my heart is still trying to stitch itself back … Continue reading Dinosaur hat
This week I have been what is best described as a total and utter mess. I found a pair of tiny crochet baby shoes that I made on the second day I knew I was pregnant. They were in the gift bag hidden in the bottom of my chest of draws that I normally reserve … Continue reading Baby shoes at the back of the cupboard