Vinnie was born by C section on the 24/03/2015 and he was absolutely perfect in every way but I could never shake that feeling that he was too perfect. Always in the back of my head I had this horrible that something was terribly wrong. By the time he was 4 weeks old I was…
I’m Chloe and mum of three children. No, sorry: Careworker and Medication Administrator for my three children, or P.A. and Diary Coordinator of medical, school and social appointments, or Private Chef trained in diary-free catering and the production of meals to sustain blood sugar when required to help prevent blood sugar drops associated with metabolic…
Although my labour with Jacob was to say the least, a difficult one, as he was an undiagnosed breech, I was relieved once he was safely placed in my arms. A perfect, healthy baby boy. Jacob was able to bare weight at around 4 months old, he could sit independently by 6 months and seemed…
After the smoothest pregnancy and delivery Helena was born. I felt so thankful for her safe arrival and that all appeared well. The first time I became concerned about Helena was about 6-8 weeks following birth, when unlike her big sister, she was still not taking any weight at all on her legs when held…
My name is Marilyn, I’m 61 years old and I have type 3 SMA. I sound like I’m introducing myself at a substance abuse meeting! Instead, it’s SMA that has abused my body for 61 years, and sadly, no amount of fighting it can defeat it. I was diagnosed at the age of 3 with…
I want to change my name to dad. Chloe shouts Mum prob every min: Mum move my legs, Mum pass me this, mum just do this, Mum I’m hungry, Mum I feel sick, Mum I’m tired, Mum Mum Mum! Not once Dad. Dad works I had to give up work as we have no childcare…
Being a Mum to a child with SMA is the most rewarding yet isolating feeling. On the one hand, your child, for whom the specialists have a relatively negative outlook on, continues to surpass all expectations and you find yourself in awe of their strength and determination (and it is this that forces you to…
Last night after finally finishing my sons physio, standing, stretches, chest physio, toileting putting his orthoctics on, a routine that can take up to two hours before bed I finally got to sit down. I than put the washing on, hung aload out, tided up from dinner, paid a bill online, opened up the mail…