I mentioned in a post last week that I get wistful at this time of year. The August winds are heavy with the scent of spring’s pollen and it takes me back to a time of great expectation. Today I’m sharing our story and about finding out BJ had cerebral palsy.
|Note the stylish maternity outfit. Last trip to Blue Mountains before D-Day and the car broke down!
I thought I may give birth in a very natural way.