My Grandma

died one year ago today, this is one of her paintings, not one of her greatest admittedly but she really was a very good artist. She'd had althizemers for a number of years so hadn't really been my gran for a long time, but still a sad day all the same.

It's also a year today that I learnt silly Joshua was breech, and I spent the next 7 days burning Chinese herbs by my little toes at 6am in the morning in the hope he'd turn.. he didn't I had a ecv to try to turn him which also didn't work and was actually more painful than labour itself (note to anyone reading this that has a breech baby DO NOT try a evc, it's hideous).