The Eight Hour Operation

It was liberating having Big Bro back in Exeter. After weeks of staying in an environment that was totally alien to me, I could finally recuperate in my own surroundings and make myself stronger for the coming months. Big Bro was thriving in his new surroundings. Although he now had a colostomy bag and the challenges that [...]

Four Weeks of Waiting

Big Bro spent four weeks after his birth, in between intensive care and the high dependency unit. Those four weeks were the hardest weeks I’ve ever had to endure. The not knowing was the difficult thing. From one day to the next, I only had a rough understanding of what was happening – nurses, doctors, surgeons – [...]

My Special Care Baby

  Faintly, there came a voice – a soft, masculine voice whispering, chanting. I had the vague sensation of choking on something and of a dream slipping away from the edges of my consciousness. The voice grew louder, the chanting taking shape, forming a sound I recognised – my name. “Stacey, Stacey wake up, wake [...]

Giving Birth Was Not What I Expected.

Giving birth for the first time, was not what I expected it to be. It wasn’t beautiful, emotional or something I would ever have wanted to film. You see the movies, you know the kind, with the short labour, looked-after mother and the healthy baby, passed into her loving arms at the end. You imagine [...]