A Mummy’s Story

  The next month and a half is a blur to me a little now. We needed to continue to have scans every couple of weeks to monitor baby's growth. It was exhausting, but we were watching this little baby develop in ways that most parents don't get the opportunity too. I felt very privileged to so closely watch the development of life. We had chosen not to find out the sex of our baby, however, during the further scans, I was able to apply my GCSE Biology knowledge (who knew that that would come in handy?!) when I noticed female reproductive organs; we were having a baby girl. In these scans we could even see her little button nose, just like her mummy's.  During this time we had another five scans in total. Four were with Obstetricians and one with the Fetal Cardiologist. I can't remember who the final scan was with, but I do remember that we saw the cardiologist on 8th January 2019. He had no further concerns than we had already noted. His recommendations were that baby ...

  I have always been fascinated by the night sky and the cosmos for as long as I can remember. When I was younger I used to sit in my bedroom, listening to music, just watching the night sky. I think that is why I have always felt at home at this time of year; the nights are longer, the air is colder and I find the starry night sky more crisp. Orion is prominent in the sky’s of the northern hemisphere and I always see it as half a smiling face, watching over me. The night sky has always been a great comfort to me; making me feel infinitely insignificant and infinitely significant all at the same time. Little ol’ me exists in this vast cosmos, but little ol’ me is the only me and that is rather special. So often, as in the image above, Carl Sagan uses the most beautifully poetic language to explain the wonders of the universe. We are made of stardust and, when we leave this life, we return to the universe, to the stars. When I look at the stars I feel Evelyn’s spirit, the stars feel...