If Nine Hours Was All You Had…..
Nine hours. The brief, WAY-too-short amount of time I got to spend with my second son before he died. The springboard from which would come my determination to hold my children close. To make the most...
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One of our challenges, in the early days after Cody died, was the growing realisation that our favoured midwife had not acted wisely in the early minutes and hours of his life. We had developed such a...
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