This photograph is very significant to me. It’s the first image of me as a dad and was taken minutes after Helen was born. Note the surgical scrubs. It wasn’t the easiest birth and she came into this world in theatre. While the moment is obviously very significant to me, on this occasion it’s the
Last week I published a blog post about the birth of Helen, my eldest daughter. I promised there would be a follow up detailing the birth of Toddler Adams and here it is. I confess that Part One was a lengthy affair. You’ll be relieved to hear this story is much shorter because the birth
I thought I’d share this with you. It’s a picture my six year old, Helen, drew the other day while waiting to see a doctor. The little monkey had a minor ailment that needed seeing to and I had to take her to hospital. It was nothing serious and we were soon on our way.
There is no point to this blog post. It is not a call to action or a demand that policy makers do stuff to make life for parents easier. It is simply a tale of how I struggled to get my daughter some basic medical treatment when she caught conjunctivitis. Crucially, it is not a
