Tonight my son smiled for the first time. He was trying all day but slipping back into wine-taster style gurning at the crucial moments. Mr Thatwoman, a good friend, me – we all tried to elicit a cheeky grin and had no luck. We were mere fools and amateurs. Spider-boy however, was a pro. He […]
I had so many clever ideas for Christmas posts. This blog is a lot about looking back and working out how and if that lets us/me look forward. I had things to say about my sardonic view that Mary did things right, giving birth in a stable with animals all around. And a more […]
So this is the start. I was prompted to start blogging after reading a piece in today’s Guardian about birth injuries. The piece is both upsetting and startling, and the posts in response similarly fascinating, moving, political, and to some, it appears, terrifying. Here it is: http://www.guardian.co.uk/lifeandstyle/2010/dec/10/torn-apart-by-childbirth?showallcomments=true#end-of-comments I am a dreadful gore whore when it […]