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Just because she ain’t playing Russian roulette with your baby Sometimes the cure for a disease can be brutal. Look, even on a really tough parenting day, it’d be wrong and mean to compare your kid to a bunch of tumour cells. I’m not doing that. But… you know how sometimes the treatment for a…
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Because she’s a qualified practitioner and that’s all you need to know So here’s what I wrote just over 21 years ago after my first son was born. I called it: A taste of her own medicine…”People tend to assume that not having children means I’m not entirely qualified for the job. Most are far…
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Also known as breast-feeding I usually drone on about getting your baby out. Preferably loudly expressing its utter disdain about the indignity of being born. If they can voice their objection, they are hale and hearty! Once the placenta is delivered, once our baby has recovered from the shock of birth, and following a golden…
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But sometimes the baby has other plans I asked Chatgpt my first question yesterday. Because I thought I was getting a bit institutionalised in my old age. See, I used to be a home birth midwife. Now I’m a hospital one. And much as I love a water birth on our Midwifery Led Unit, I’m…
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How do we choose our kids’ names? meaning, significance, etymology, etc. I’m reading a really great book. It’s called The Names, by Florence Knapp. In a nutshell, it’s about how the life of a child unfurls in three different realities in which the one variable is his name. You should read it. It got me…
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Everything you never realised you really wanted to know… I give blood regularly. As a midwife, I’ve seen how quickly and devastatingly a woman can lose half her circulating volume. Plus I have great veins which you can see from space, and iron levels so good it’s amazing I can ever get through airport security…
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It’s not me, it’s the computer gremlins I consider myself a mostly reasonable and rational person. I don’t have a problem living with my black cat, she’s crossed my path a gazillion times; I’ve walked under many ladders without fear of mishap; I’ve sat at tables of 13 without incurring catastrophes; I have never felt the…
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How depleted oestrogen levels allow us to reset unattainably high Christmas standards to something more achievable It’s December. Again. Christmas is around the corner and my ageing, menopausal brain is slowly and unwillingly kicking into seasonal action. Luckily years of practice and a tried-and-tested spreadsheet means I’ll be ok. I feel kinda smug because I…
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