I'm gonna dox myself here but my second born was 6 days old when she stopped breathing in my arms. My 3 year old next to me 'what's wrong mummy' as I, home alone with them, tried desperately to wake her as I dialled 999 and pretend everything was fine so not to scare him. Only when the paramedics arrived and had her in their arms did I find a second to call crapbag at work, as I packed a bag for the hospital and tried to keep the little one away and distracted. I spent 3 days at the hospital whilst we waited on results and she was monitored. She slept 80% of the time but not once did I take a photo of her or me. It didn't even cross my mind. Having been through that frightening experience I cant understand how nor why she's took such a
bleeping ridiculous picture. Maybe it sounds awful but it was close to Christmas and not once did I think about presents or food etc for the kids. I literally sat there staring at her chest and the machines too scared to look away in case she stopped again and it was missed. I really, really don't like to judge other mothers but
bleeping hell, she's a terrible excuse for a mother. She gets worse every day. She's really wound me up. Safeguard your
bleeping kids you disgrace and give them some privacy!! I question the truth in her story, attention seeking
bleep. I genuinely think this whole post of hers is more to deflect from the NHS bashing from her birth story and us knowing the truth of how she behaved there. Terrible
bleeping fat Bison