The Year of Living Intravenously

A year has passed by.  A whole year.  In fact, it’s a year and a month since the day I was told I had cancer.  In most ways I’m out the other side now although you are never the same....

The Botanical Bedroom Shelf

For the last year or so, I've been trying to transform my bedroom into some sort of botanical/tropical haven (I previously wrote about it here).  Then life got in the way of such trivialities (our four year old was seriously...

Wounds

It's the middle of summer and I'm stood on the stairs in the nursery, on my way to collect my one year old.  I run into a mum I know vaguely and the conversation starts off normally. 'That's fantastic that...