When my fourth baby was born, my eldest child was nine. Nine years. I can’t believe how much changed in that time. Tight swaddles were...

Sensitivity warning – this post mentions pregnancy loss. I would never wish to cause anyone distress, so if this is not the right time...

Last week I had a fabulous day teaching at a Women’s Health workshop for registrars training to be specialist GPs. I love this part time...

I look at the new mum sitting in front of me. Her beautiful, perfect baby is nuzzled into her neck as she gently rubs his back. The tears...