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When Harry was born without his left eye I was devastated. Professionals assured me that medical science was making advances all the time and would create something that looked incredible. But I didn’t want to hear it. I didn’t want medical intervention. I wanted the...

My facebook page is usually a place of laughter where I regularly take the mickey out of our unique lives and offer an insight into what an altered life looks like. I’m mindful not to just show the magical moments because every life has both...

I never really noticed people staring at each other before I had a baby with half a face (yes, I’m blunt). The reaction we got in the early days almost made me a recluse. I was hyper sensitive to every glance and whisper. They may...

You may or may not have already read my introduction but just to fill you in a little more, I am officially off the shelf now and no longer dating. This is just as well really as I have caught myself doing some pretty weird...

Movie night is a relatively new idea in our house. Once a month, technology goes off, the pop corn comes out, the curtains are drawn and we all settle down for a couple of hours of family viewing.This month’s film was The Boss Baby. Now...

I'm just going to make one thing clear before I begin. Three reasons why I can't die isn't a tale of superhuman strength or marvel hero invincibility (just in case you thought you were indeed reading the blog of super girl). It's more the darkest...

Oliver and I argued recently. We never argue really, we discuss everything before it gets to that point but one morning on the school run I blew up. I have talked before about Oliver’s battle with anxiety and because of his fears he was flat...

If someone had said to me 15 years ago “I see a lot of bedroom gymnastics in your future” I’d have left with a very excited imagination and quite possibly a wavy fanny. Fast forward to parenthood and the gymnastics are not quite the scene...