This finally happened. On September 7, 2026 Jack entered the world of his parents and his grandparents. (Thatโs us.) Of course he was already present; ask his mother, who carried him through nine months of occasional discomfort and the typical events of labour and delivery. As the son of a redhead, there were other challenges... Continue Reading →
From one midwife story to another
During a cuddle with our newborn grandson yesterday, I said to the assembled entourage that we should watch an episode of Call the Midwife together. Why not, I thought, as our daughter and partner did benefit from the services and friendship of a local midwife. So why not check in with one of BBCโs most... Continue Reading →