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Thank fuck it’s beanie season

Thank fuck it’s beanie season

When Rex was about six months old, I went to the doctors because I had a sore on my head that wouldn't heal. First visit, antibiotic cream, second visit, steroid cream, third, fourth, fifth, sixth visit, stick with the cream, they said. Seventh visit and two years on...

Baby no 2: A tale of two halves

At the end of March this year, after a long internal conversation with myself about more children, I had the coil removed. I didn't tell Eamo. I knew if we were ever lucky enough to fall pregnant again that the news would be the best surprise for him. Plus, I didn't...