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I’m losing my mum to young-onset dementia. Caring for my baby reminds me who she was
Now that I am a mother, I think of her often. Sometimes, when I need advice, I try to imagine what hers might have beenGet our weekend culture and lifestyle emailWhen I saw the two little blue stripes on the pregnancy test, the first person I wanted to tell was my mum. The only person as excited as a new mum-to-be is her mother. Not only is she becoming a grandmother, she gets to experience one of the happiest and most life-changing events of her daughter’s life, offering her wisdom along the way.My mum would’ve been no exception. She found immense happiness in raising her own children, and she had always wanted me to experience the same joy. Continue reading...
Now that I am a mother, I think of her often. Sometimes, when I need advice, I try to imagine what hers might have been
When I saw the two little blue stripes on the pregnancy test, the first person I wanted to tell was my mum. The only person as excited as a new mum-to-be is her mother. Not only is she becoming a grandmother, she gets to experience one of the happiest and most life-changing events of her daughter’s life, offering her wisdom along the way.
My mum would’ve been no exception. She found immense happiness in raising her own children, and she had always wanted me to experience the same joy. Continue reading...
