Brodie at 11

A few weeks ago a friend mentioned that they hadn’t seen a post on the blog for Brodie turning 11. Gulp. I thought hard and realised she was probably right. In my defence a few weeks after his birthday we locked down – and well, the rest of that story is still unfolding. So Brodie, […]

How are you?

So here we are, months after the last post I made. I’m hoping you are well. We’re under the weirdest circumstances ever. I don’t think I could ever have imagined this is what life would look like if you’d suggested otherwise around Baxter’s birthday in early January. Yet here we are. I really hope you […]

Dix ans

Hey Brodie, This is a post I am writing because you turned 10 (2 months ago but don’t hold that against me). Ten years ago it was just me and you. Long days of feeding, changing, rocking, singing and desperately trying to work out what might make you happier. It turns out not much worked. […]

8 years young

We celebrated Brodie over the weekend. He was so excited about his birthday. He had a party with friends which involved soft play and nerf guns and cake. He was a glorious ball of fun interspersed with quiet moments building new Lego and playing new games. He shared the day with his brother and sister […]

This Boy is 7

The gifts are wrapped, the breakfast prepared, the bedroom is filled with balloons. Try as I might I can’t quite remember what 7 felt like. Being a grown up has squeezed it out of me. Luckily I birthed the most sensitive, articulate, compassionate, tenacious, astute, imaginative boy I’ve ever met and he shares it with […]

You didn’t think the holiday photographs were finished did you?

I must have been in Blackpool at some point in my life but honestly I can’t remember. It looks beautiful here doesn’t it? The sunshine helped, and the faded glamour of the north pier was lovely to photograph. If you’re looking for class and sophistication Blackpool is probably not for you. If you’re 6 or […]

He’s my brother

I’ve been threatening to do this for weeks. For those who haven’t been in my living room. The photograph is Brodie. The poor, unsuspecting baby is Baxter. They are physically so similar it is quite strange. As Baxter gets bigger we all thought he would look less like his big brother but I think his […]