I wanted to be with them, needed to be with them, to hold them ,feed them ,tell them I was their Mammy . But I couldn’t , my husband was with them in NICU , I knew he was minding them for me, I desperately wanted to go to them but I had to... Continue Reading →
I have always loved looking back through old photo albums. Looking back on holidays from my early childhood days, days long forgotten yet I always smile as I look at not only my parents baby face but of mine too. Of day-trips taken and ice-creams eaten, my only cares in the world were how many... Continue Reading →
"I have children at home, I do not want to see children when I am out eating my dinner". Her lips curled up as these words left her mouth, as she expressed her distaste to the Maitre D ,as my children and their cousin stood nearby. She's right, kids shouldn't be out in restaurants, I... Continue Reading →
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