Not the usual announcement but...

Some of you may have seen my posts about my work, my miscarriages and maybe posts about buying baby things as a method of coping with my losses. I recently got a tattoo as a memorial for my little pickles, and I am so happy with it ❤️ I carry them with me wherever I go

I’d started to feel like my “bag of hope” was more a sad reminder of what I can’t have yet. Sitting in my wardrobe, ignored and collecting dust cause it’s too painful to look at. So I had an idea.

There’s a little patient at work, and for various reasons her mummy has nothing and no means of getting anything. There are members of the team who have got hold of a pram for her, and some bits. That got me thinking, there’s a lovely little family who would benefit from my little bag of hope much more than I can

I’m a single young professional in the capital, in a studio flat living payday to payday. As much as I’d love to have my babies I have no means to provide for a family yet

So I packed it up, everything neatly folded and tidy. And I took it into work on my day off (I’m on annual leave and I know this little bubba will be leaving us before I come back)

Her mummy was there having cuddles when I gave it to her. She was so grateful, but she needn’t be, as this process has helped me too. They deserve the best start in life as a family, and through caring for them on the unit as a team I’d like to think we helped ❤️

Here’s to starting afresh and leaving the sadness behind me 💕 onto career progression and excelling in my area of nursing 🥂 cheers!