About us

We are a hard working, family of eight. Swimming in the sea when we aren't busy on our small holding. Daddy dragon has to work away a lot, so this blog is to let him keep up with our adventures at home.

Tuesday, 17 October 2017

A new chapter


My darkest days have tended to be in hospital. I really struggle in hospital. Feeling trapped, powerless to halt the Rollercoaster of tests and treatments... And worst with neurology... The 'under observation'. Is there anything worse than spending four or five days... Especially over bank holiday weekends because it always happens over those, where you are imprisoned on a ward while they watch your child seize over and over and do nothing. While they watch them vomit again and again,  deteriorate and do nothing.

That waiting kills me every time. Then just as I am ready to loose the plot, a flurry or tests, and treatments which days earlier, I might have had the head space to cope with... And frankly I am energy less. I feel like I have nothing left. Numbness takes over as they diagnose and decide our fate and if we are to escape home. Then at home, I feel like hiding, a lot of sofa time while we try to find our feet again. With new routines, equipment, heal from a surgery. 

I tend to loose 10lbs every time we set foot in the hospital... 

This visit is set to be no different on the emotional difficulty level, I think 10lbs may be an understatement of loss this time.

And yet, and yet, for the first time in a long time we feel more confident that we are on the right path, that we have more understanding. And that our medical team are working together.

More scary diagnosise loom, but others are laid to rest.

After a long day's night, we are working, hoping, praying for gentle, calmer tomorrows.

Friday, 11 August 2017

Raft races and regatta 2017


Hatchling no2 did us proud as first hatchling to race!


It was a beautiful day, 


And as much as every year, before.

Thursday, 10 August 2017

Lag time


It takes me some time to process each hospital stay.

As though, there is delay while, even though the admission was expected it takes time for the shock to wear off.

It never gets easier.

I mean I have gotten better at packing. Better at the plane rides, better at anticipating the waiting, but it still sucker punches me emotionally.


Hatchling no7, takes it her stride. She loves arts and crafts. Loves bright colours and is forgiving beyond what you might expect from her inital distrustful frown.


With a new path laid out, some new answers, and a new plan, we made our way home, at least for a little while.


And in Hatchling no7 fashion, she slept through her escape, chilled and with a grace I have not yet found.

Wednesday, 12 July 2017

Back here again



Waiting, and hoping for solutions, progress.

Really wishing for a better way forward.




Tuesday, 4 July 2017

Last day for school hatchlings


This hatchling came home with a mini viking house.


Tgis one with certificates and a trophy.



And this hatchling was pleased to have her full crew back with her.

Happy summer holidays!

Chicks first music lesson