Dear Morayo, You've just spent ages in bed telling me how much you love me, your Dad, Mrs Simpson (from pre-school), your Auntie, your cousins and The Man Dancing (this South American panpipe busker guy that you saw once about four months ago but that you haven't forgotten and that you look for every time … Continue reading Part Thirty Three: You’re still my blessing
Category: Fertility
Part Thirty One: Don’t imagine monsters
Dear Morayo, It's Thursday, it's pouring with rain outside (obviously- it's now British Summer time!) and I've just dropped you off at pre-school. You now go two afternoons a week (that's six hours a week total!), and today is your second session. Rather than the classic clinging-to-Mummy-at-the-entrance, you skipped in excitedly after scratching on the … Continue reading Part Thirty One: Don’t imagine monsters
Dear Morayo 