THE ONE – Part Four

The ‘D’ word. In Permanent marker. We are walking around the Intensive Care Unit. I am walking George. He is in my arms, disconnected from all of those tubes for the first time. He smiles at everyone as I do laps around the Unit. My Baby Bjorn pride is not a patch on...

THE ONE – Part Three

Diagnosis As Tracy sleeps I search again for a part of George’s body which does not have bruising, blood or a line sticking out of it. I am struck by how wrong this sight is. George has pristine skin, bright blue, enormous eyes with sparkles in them and that gorgeous...

THE ONE – Part Two

Diagnosis And so I am still reeling. And I am still looking to Meisha for a sign. My son is fading away. And there is no doubt that he is taking his last breaths. I have to cling on for some hope. I am close to vomiting now. Every time I try and think of telling Tracy...

THE ONE – Part One

Diagnosis George has not slept well since he was born. It’s been six months now and his record sleep still stands at four hours in one burst. He feeds for an extraordinary length of time. He will guzzle on one boob for at least forty minutes before starting on the...