I Found My Diary…1995 We Meet Again

{Also embarrassingly features on The M Word} Picture the scene. It’s 1995 and a 14-year-old me sits in her room, listening to Oasis and Blur battle it out in the charts. I’m trying to tame my fuzz of red hair into something somewhat presentable because GHD’s hadn’t been invented yet. I’d probably just finished watching the new…

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Our Great Embryo Debate

{Also featured on The M Word } Every so often I get asked ‘ So… are you going to try again for a girl now that you have two boys?’ What an odd question. Or am I the odd one? Why would people assume I have a need to have a daughter over another son?…

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