Dear Harry, when the time comes, it’s OK to forget me

Dear Harry, when the time comes, it’s OK to forget me

I took Harry to our local trampoline park recently and was struck by something that I wanted to write about. I have to say that this happens ALOT at the trampoline park. I’ve written some of my favourite posts there like my letter to the mum with the life I will...
What ‘not coping’ looked like for me

What ‘not coping’ looked like for me

I often open my blogs by explaining that I didn’t cope particularly well with Harrys diagnosis at birth but I have realised that I haven’t really explained what that looked like for me. On the surface I looked like I had it all together and everyone thought I was...
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