tracks of my years


Tracks of my years 2

This week I thought I would tell you about my song for Mini, as I already told you about Maxi’s. I had a difficult pregnancy with my number two child as I suffered from hyperemesis gravidarum through out it (just like with Maxi) and MadDad had to give me thrice daily injections to try and reduce the sickness, however this was compounded with a relocation 350 miles back to our native North East whilst 6 months pregnant and looking after Maxi (who was only 15 months when Mini was born). So I spent a lot of time sleeping when Maxi was sleeping or being sick when I wasn’t asleep!


Tracks of my years 9

So last week I talked about the piece of music we used for mums funeral, this week I have decided to talk about Dad’s funeral.

My father died suddenly in November 2000 from an industrial accident. Due to injuries he occurred in the accident he had to be kept in a medical come (sedated and paralyzed) for 3 weeks before he turned septic just as the doctors thought he was improving. Over those three weeks, my mum stayed at the hospital and I visited him everyday (MadDad and I came back from Berkshire when mum rang the morning after his accident). I read to him, we played songs to him and most of all we talked to him and I told him everyday how much I loved him. As a family we made the decision to remove any life support on November 6 2000 and within a minute he was pronounced dead. He was 54 years old.


Tracks of my years 7

This week I have been spending time with the boys and we have had some pretty long road trips, which has took me right back to the time I used to spend in the car with my mum and dad as I was growing up. we often travelled to Devon, Cornwall or Dorset on family holidays with the touring caravan and we would listen to dads cassettes in the car. Back in those days you didn’t have to wear seat belts and I have vivid memories of the back seat being turned in to a bed with the foot wells being filled with a cool box and then all the bedding, so that we could sleep as we travelled. I also remember winding the windows down and not being able to wind them back up again.


Tracks of my years 8

I started this blog as a record of my time with the Minimads. I started it as I wasn’t sure how much longer I would be with them and I wanted to leave them with an online journal of my thoughts, the things we were doing and a small window on my life. My blog has evolved over the years, as have I. I am no longer so scared that I am going to die, but I do still want the blog to be a window to my soul and give them a small insight in to the person who is their mummy.


Tracks of my years meme 5

I started this blog as a record of my time with the Minimads. When started I wasn’t sure how much longer I would be with them and I wanted to leave them with an online journal of my thoughts, the things we were doing and a small window on my life. My blog has evolved over the years, as have I. I am no longer so scared that I am going to die, but I do still want the blog to be a window to my soul and give them a small insight in to the person who they call mummy.