When confusion is sometimes the only thing you can write about

However hard you try, sometimes the angle of the story lies in the fact that ‘mystery surrounds’ whatever it is you’re writing about. That concept rang true this week both at home and at work. It’s partly why I’ve not written anything for a little while – I’ve been trying to make sense of Albie’s…

What it’s like to have a baby with a cow’s milk allergy

As we embarked on our journey on the Milk Ladder this week, it was a time to reflect on the journey we’ve had with Albie to date. In the early days, we had a baby who was clearly uncomfortable at what should have been one of his happier times of the day. Feeding was heart-breaking,…

The Milk Ladder: Albie’s journey to his first milkshake

We were sitting in the dietitian’s office learning about a really important step in Albie’s allergy journey and all he was trying to do was reach the tempting mountain of toys behind us. Of that meeting, I can tell you far more about the contents of the brightly coloured plastic house than the words of…

First shoes lead to fascinating trip down memory lane

When the battered old suitcase comes out and your other half and mum are present, it’s usually a signal for the dust to be blown from those pictures of you in the bath. It was therefore a relief to me (and readers of this blog, no doubt!), that a post-Christmas visit to my home town…

Merry Christmas from Headline Spews

We’re sat on the lounge floor looking like we’re giving CPR to a semi-inflated rubber dinosaur. A family quiz has been penned which is odds-on more likely to trigger World War Three than Trump and Kim Jong-un. And most of the family have the dreaded lurgy which is striking new victims down so rapidly it…