Yes, that’s right, we are at it again!
This year the event falls on the 22nd of May, and whilst I am excited to announce that it is our third year doing it to raise money for St Luke’s Hospice, it sadly means three years have passed since Oliver lost his father.
Those who know us personally already know our story, but for those who don’t I will briefly explain: in 2012 I got together with a friend, I had just come out of depression and had gained a significant amount of weight, and he had a brain tumour. We both considered ourselves a bit broken. We were good friends who knew each other well, we knew each others flaws but were happy in one another’s company. Then I fell pregnant. I was faced with heartbreaking news that he had kept from me, the prognosis would see him live no longer than a year to eighteen months; our unborn baby would not know his father. Despite advice to terminate and judgemental friends worried for my future, I decided to keep our baby and we would just plan well and try to sort out as much as possible. I am glad I did.
Look at him now! (Gorgeous, right?)
Oliver entered the world 4 weeks early at 5lb 15oz and although he needed a week in special care, he was okay. Within the space of four months, Oliver lost his Nanny and his Father, but during those months a great deal of support came from St Luke’s Hospice – especially for myself. Phonecalls to staff if I needed someone to talk to, infact simply just knowing they were there was an incredible comfort to myself – this is without all of the prior work they did supporting my late partner and mother in law, in hospital and at home.
So where are we now, three years on? Well I am back working, I have my dream job. Oliver is three and can read and write, he has very particular interests such as letter formation and phonic segmenting and blending, he loves Thomas and can recite lines from his favourite films during play. He has started pretending to “call daddy”, as it is something he sees peers doing and thinks he should be doing, but as far as he is concerned “Daddy lives with the stars and the moon” (although recently he reminded me people live in houses and Daddy can’t live in a star or a moon, so must be on an aeroplane!).
The most important thing is, he is happy (most of the time!).
So as always, we will be doing to Barleylands Fun Walk to raise money for St Luke’s Hospice and to remember Chris. This year however will be a little bit more special because it will be the first year Oliver knows he had a Daddy and that he was too poorly to stay with him, it will be Oliver’s first year of doing it to remember his Daddy. We chose this event because it’s fun, there’s no pressure to run several kilometres that will undoubtedly cause me pain, and we can do it together!
We do have a justgiving page, if you’re able to sponsor Oliver, that would be incredible – if not simply sharing my page and our story being told, I would be grateful for.