50 days of River

Fifty days of River: Connection, isolation and everything in between.

summer-holidays

  • Four Weeks In

    Well, I’m sitting in a quiet pub next to a fan feeling a bit deflated. Four weeks in and I’m reaching my limit. I haven’t had more than a couple of hours away from River since the end of term and I’m finding it very draining. I was supposed to be going to my wonderful… Read more

  • Not Every Adventure Goes to Plan

    It’s been an eventful couple of days and I thought I’d better write it down before my brain convinces me it’s all been awful. One of the reasons I started this blog was so I wouldn’t overthink things and believe every difficult week had been the worst one, but instead remember the joyous moments that… Read more

  • The Different Kinds of Support

    The Clubs That Aren’t There How did I ever write this blog every day last year? Summer declared on Monday night that she wanted to go to a camp, so a quick booking later meant she was off to art camp the next morning (with a questionable lunchbox). Which left just River and me. There’s… Read more

  • Day 32: “No New Bed” -Learning to Let Go

    The Weekend Blur During the holidays, the name of the days don’t really mean much do they?River stayed up until 10pm again last night, predictable really, thanks to the badly timed nap cycle. This morning I got up with him, I was feeling a bit unwell last night (I promise no whisky this time) so… Read more

  • Day 2: Not saying it’s the London Underground, but…

    Woke up at 6am again, not sure why this is my new routine, but here we are. River joined me at 6:25am, bright-eyed and full of energy. First breakfast was served with an iPad (essential), so we had a peaceful start. He’s definitely getting sick. He was coughing through the night and told me, “There’s… Read more