Hello! It’s been a busy, but productive week.
Spiritual Support in Maternity Care
On Wednesday I travelled to Leeds to attend a round table about support for parents who lose a baby before, during, or after birth. The inspiring day was arranged by SANDS, and attended by a range of professionals invested in maternity and neonatal loss, as well as other Mums determined to use their experience to create change for other families. It was a beautiful sunny day, hence we’re all squinting in the group shot!
There were some horrific stories, and positive ones too. The energy and passion in the room was very heartening – and today is just the start.
I was so proud that a consultant neonatalogist at the Leeds General Infirmary loves the bereavement cards I devised for St George’s which they then designed and implemented – LGI wants to borrow the concept.
A long way still to go, but very positive beginnings.
Travelling to Leeds was a trip down memory lane: it’s where I went to university. Wednesday’s event was held in a venue not far from where I used to live, and the journey from the train station took us past students walking to lectures. This was about 9.30am and I have to confess I was rarely at university so early in the morning! I also had to reflect that it was a whole 20 years ago – two decades! – since I was at university. Where has the time gone?
St George’s Bereavement Study Day
Friday featured another train trip, this time to St George’s Hospital in South London. It’s where Hugo was born, lived and died. I attended to speak about my experiences from a parent perspective at the neonatal bereavement study day. The staff there are wonderful, and I’m pleased to be able to help them sensitively support other families at the worst time any parent can imagine.
I wore my Selfish Mother tee for the occasion – while I am, and shall always be a mother because of Hugo it felt right for a journey to the place where I lived as Mummy to a living baby.
The talk went well, and was well-received. The talk feels a bit self-indulgent because I get to talk about Hugo uninterrupted for a whole hour! It’s extra special when people who knew Hugo are listening too.
It was well-received – there were tears – and attendees took away positive learning to help other families.
I’m still enjoying my workouts, and have a beautiful new pair of trainers to do them in!
I indulged in a pair of Nike Free Transform Flyknits. They’re marketed as being best for floor work like HIITs, kettle bells, and boxing. I love them! I’ll be writing a review shortly, and in the meantime you can admire their beauty:
There were a couple of noteable achievements this week, which I duly recorded on Instagram:
This morning’s workout featured a riot of colour, TRX moves, kettle bells, step ups with weights, plyo jumps and a bosu ball. After Tuesday’s plyo triumph I wanted to remind my brain I can do them and it obeyed – at first – then my legs quite perplexingly decided they didn’t actually know how to jump at all. They have been duly reminded. Was also determined to do 10 squats on the bosu ball in a row in a bid to improve my terrible balance. Got there! Stubborn? Me? Hell yes! 🏃💪👣😊
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All that time spent on trains last week meant I read a whole book: Funny Girl by Nick Hornby. It’s a nostalgic look at a sitcom in 1960s London and the lives of the cast and crew. An enjoyable read, but no masterpiece.