I saw Zoe’s brain today… well on a screen anyway. The last time I saw my girls’ brains, on a screen, they were 11 weeks old, or ‘term’ if you are working on corrected age. The time before that, was the day I heard the words “they need to be born now, regardless of the […]
Wordless Wednesday – VIBeS Babies!
We’ve spent the day doing our part for premature baby and infant brain research. Our girls were involved in this research program when they were tiny babies in the NICU and we’ve visited several times over the years. In the above photo they are a year old and wearing their VIBeS t-shirts proudly! Playing Wordless […]
Kids, Cameras and Prem Babies.
This is what happens when you give two seven year olds each a digital camera…. I think they are quite good…. well except the one of my bum. And to think… 7 years ago we’d not even held our 5 day old twins because they were too unstable. This week is National Premmie Week in […]
It was a Rainbow Party!
A while back I was affected by temporary insanity of the worst possible kind…. I said yes to the girls having a birthday party! I said yes to our little house being filled with squealing girls. I said yes to way to much sugary food. I said yes to them inviting every girl in their […]
2×7
Izzy. Izzy is funny with a cheeky sense of humour that often involves the word ‘fart’ or ‘bum’. She throws herself on her bed and screams and wails. “You’ve ruined my life. I never get what I want. Nobody cares about how I feel. Ruined! Never! Nobody!” Izzy is trying to perfect the cartwheel. She […]
Seven Years
On this day in 2003 I was 29 weeks pregnant, sitting in a hospital bed, waiting for the second of two nasty steroid injections we hoped would help mature our babies’ lungs. I was bored and uncomfortable and scared, knowing that our twins would be born, for better or for worse, the next day. Today […]
Magic Messages
There is a smallish person in our house who wishes she could read better. She wishes she was reading at the same level as her sister. She wishes there was a magical way for all the words to make sense, for the story to roll out of her mouth and the sentences to run away […]
She Worries.
For a while I thought she might just ‘grow out of it’. That perhaps she just needed a bit of extra time to mature emotionally. But they are almost seven now and both of our girls are ‘sensitive’, one is particularly so, and she is a worrier. The sensitive part of her hones in on […]
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