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On getting fitted for a wheelchair

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When you think of a wheelchair, typically you think of a seat with giant wheels, where you self propel yourself forward. We see them on tv, in movies, we see them in hospitals, we see them on the street. That’s what I thought of when we first got assessed for special seating. A lovely lady named Mary came to make sure Mikaere’s buggy was supporting his body enough. Turns out Kai is very very tall and is swiftly outgrowing his buggy. Kai’s not even two yet and when he’s all strapped in his head brushes the top of the buggy. That’s not the main problem. The main problem is he’s very long and there’s no lateral support for my low tone baby. You can tell when he’s not strapped in, because he slumps forward, and kind of rolls to one side and his behind is on the bar.  Womp.

So. We took our very long baby and made a visit to the Wheelchair Adaptive Seating services at our local hospital.

I’m not ready. I’m not ready for a wheelchair. I feel like we only just got that magical moment in supermarkets where everyone peers in and delights at how beautiful Mikaere is and THEY DON’T KNOW Kai has this terminal and rubbish metabolic disorder. For a few moments in the supermarket, I get to feel like a ‘typical’ parent, rather than a special needs one. I enjoy the ignorance of strangers – it’s all so refreshing. No odd stares, no comments, no pity or platitudes. It’s beautiful. Strangers love on my baby and tell me he’s beautiful. It’s the only moment of what I imagine neurotypical normality to feel like.

We’ll lose that with a wheelchair. And I know,  I know the wheelchair designers try. They take a pram base and put some supportive seating in, instead of the pram seat. They give it a giant cute canopy covered in dots to try disguise it, but then they stick some medical paraphernalia on the frame. Here’s a structure for the oxygen tank, the suction machine goes here, and if he needs a vent then that would bolt on here. What happened at the end was less pram and more medicalised everything.

Just blaaaaaaaah. I’m not ready for a wheelchair. I’m just NOT.

There’s also the small matter that our current buggy (the Bob Revolution Pro) is an epic epic buggy. It’s the buggies of all buggies. I spent weeks researching when I was pregnant and we were so lucky to get it. It’s designed for running and it has suspension and it’s got three wheels. It’s perfect for all sorts of walks. Walking along the river in the dirt tracks, or mud if it’s muddy. Country walks when we’re out visiting. Across fields. Running when I want to go for a run. The wheels come off if we’ve packed the boot too full. It’s just the best buggy. It’s the best of all the buggies.  By comparison the pram base of the wheelchair is good for inside and pavements. It’s no Bob. Not even close.

While I know we’ll have to switch at some point, I know the second we do our freedom for where we can take Mikaere will be halved. Just. Blah. Blah to this. Blah to more medical crap and less freedom. But it’s not the jobs of the wheelchair engineer ladies to deal with my emotions around “upgrading” my baby from a typical buggy to a wheelchair, so I plastered a smile on my face and let them adjust the chair around Mikaere.

The chair pictured isn’t the right size for Mikaere, it was used for measurement purposes. We haven’t ordered his one yet. I’m putting it off. There is still half an inch of space between Kai’s head and the top of the buggy and while he still fits I’m going to cling to the pram we have. Hey ho. I’ll keep you posted on the new wheelchair as things develop.

On meeting Prof. Nick Greene

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We’re really lucky to live in London. One of the best cities in the world, for sure. One of the benefits is that it’s in this city you’ll find UCL, one of the main centres of research for gene therapy (a large chunk of the research done in the gene therapy community comes out of UCL). Conveniently it’s the centre Prof. Nick Greene is based at while he’s working on an NKH treatment. This means he’s in the best possible place in terms of the knowledge available to his team – they benefit from the knowledge the other teams are working on. Very exciting.

Even better for us, UCL is attached to our specialist hospital. So when we went in for Mikaere’s metabolic check, we met Nick for a coffee.

You guys – there is so much going on in the world of NKH research. In terms of understanding the development of NKH in unborn children, understanding the wider implications of NKH and the knock on effects into the one carbon folate system, making cell models, looking at treatments (like the components that make up cinnamon!) into bigger cures, like gene replacement therapy in mice. There is lots happening, a lot of moving parts. Very very exciting.

It’s inspiring, meeting Nick (who is the nicest guy, for sure) literally made me want to throw more money at research. Because that’s it, right? The more money the more research.

I talk a lot about fundraising. I ask over and over for donations, constantly putting my hand out (and I’m so grateful for the love and grace shown to me, you guys are the kindest and most generous friends we could have) – but what it really comes down to is I have the deepest hope that in Mikaere’s lifetime NKH will be a thing of the past. That there will be an effective treatment and future babies and families won’t have it like our kids do now. That our babies won’t die.

Now, that’s a lot of pressure to put on people like Nick, but to talk to him and have him discuss where they are right now and where they are going? It gives me hope.

When we met it was a beautiful day in London. Even better, Mikaere was on good form. He was sitting and talking and very awake and aware and interested in the world around him. I know the researchers don’t always get to see the day to day life of kids with the condition they’re researching (at least not in NKH. In NKH they’re still in mouse model stage) so it was a nice moment for Nick to meet Mikaere again. To see how well he’s doing, the development he’s making.

It was such a nice afternoon. I love that I live in a city where I can meet the guy trying to cure my sons terminal condition for a coffee. What a world, hey?

On the Carers Benefit

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Before Mikaere I was a UX Designer. I worked as a contractor and I earned a pretty penny (the going rate for a senior UX contractor in London is about £400 – £550 a day). I had a healthy income, a healthy savings account and a fab disposable income. I wanted for nothing.

But because Mikaere has NKH and requires so much care, and our time is precious, there is no way I could leave him with someone else. So I said goodbye to my job and the pay check that came with it and settled in to being a special needs Mum.

Here’s the thing though – the carer’s benefit is £62.70 a week. If was being facetious, I’d say it was a daily rate of £12.54, if you assume that it’s for a working week. It’s not, clearly. By comparison, a carer (not even a nurse, just a carer) is paid about £8.50 an hour. Across a ten hour shift, that’s a day rate of £85.

I feel like the government doesn’t appreciate the work, time and effort special needs carers take on. I don’t think they appreciate the cost that comes with special needs. We’ve had a significant drop in household income, but we’re still expected to pay for all the special needs extras. Supplements, syringes, helmets, extra therapy sessions, compression suits, hospital parking, supplements. The list of special needs requirements is long.

We’re only just beginning to look at more equipment that may or may not be covered on the NHS. Supportive car seating, wheelchairs. And I know the world of hoists, fancy wet room equipment, safe sleeping systems and wheelchair accessible vehicles are coming.

It’s frustrating to know all of this is in our future and not know how we’re going to pay for it all. On top of that, I wonder how special needs single parents manage. Because bluntly, without Sam I couldn’t afford to care for Mikaere.

I know this is a bit of a whinge post, but I miss working. I miss earning an income and being a financially independent earner. I know giving up my job to care for Mikaere was the best decision for our little family (without a doubt) and I’d choose it again in a heartbeat, but that doesn’t mean I don’t miss working, because I do. I miss earning a pretty wage, and the financial ease that bought. I miss being treated like a competent adult (rather than “just” a mum who couldn’t possibly know more about my child’s condition than a doctor who keeps confusing it with Nonketotic Hyperglycaemia, a disorder about blood sugars).

I miss using my brain. Working on things outside the mundane of meds and sterilising and waiting on hold and arguing with the people who book medical appointments. Discussing emergency end of life care plans (read: if Mikaere has an ‘acute event’ – at which point do we stop providing care and let him go? Because we did that today). I’m over carefully negotiating his care with his team. (Sidenote: how many neurotypical parents have to negotiate what’s best for their children with people outside their family on a regular basis??).

I miss working and I’m jealous of neurotypical parents who get to choose what works best for them, working or not working.

And then I think about what’s best for Mikaere, and it’s me. I’m best for Mikaere. So I brush off the working angst, and endeavour to work more on a side hustle or two, and settle in to special needs parenting.

But it irks. Right now it irks that the conservative government doesn’t see the value in supporting families like ours to a point where we could live comfortably, without fear, without having to pick and choose which therapies we can afford. We’re expected to drop a wage and pick up additional the costs of special needs parenting. I’m frustrated benefits are being cut, the NHS is underfunded and social support isn’t a strong suit of the Tories.

I’m frustrated that apparently carers like me are meant to survive on £12.54 a day. I don’t expect to get paid to parent my kid, but it when I have to give up my job, do more than a typical carer does and cover the increased costs of special needs – that irks. £12.54 a day. £62.70 a week. £3260.40 a year. Less the National living wage. It’s ridiculous.

On NKH Awareness Day 2018

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Today, May 2nd is NKH Awareness Day. I’m guessing that as you all are reading this, and you’re following along on IG or FB, you know what NKH is. You know that Mikaere has it, and you know it’s nothing something I’d wish on anyone.

For those of you that are new to #TeamMikaere – hi! Welcome! NKH stands for Nonketotic Hyperglycinemia and it’s a genetic metabolic disorder that means Mikaere can’t process glycine. Glycine is neurotransmitter and toxic levels in the brain mean severe developmental delay, seizures, feeding difficulties and highly medicalised life. It’s also terminal. Womp. You can find out more about NKH at foundationnkh.org

Rubbish, hey? Wouldn’t wish it on anyone. But along with the grief and pain and suffering, there are moments of joy. Kai is well loved. Not just by us, but you guys have been overwhelmingly supportive. We’re genuinely grateful for all the love our little guy has received from the world over. You guys are the best.

We’re asking that today, on NKH Awareness Day you skip your morning starbucks and donate £3 towards research. If you’re in the UK you can text – “NKHC50 £3” to 70070. If you’re not in the UK, you can donate at www.bit.ly/nkhcure

If donating is not your thing, there are other things you can do:

  1. Tell someone about NKH. Tell them about Kai, and what it’s like and how rare it is. Tell them we’re fundraising for a cure.
  2. Practice saying Nonketotic Hyperglycinemia. It’s what NKH stands for. Or, if you’re really feeling fancy, give Glycine Encephalopathy a go.
  3. Help us turn facebook yellow and update your facebook profile picture with a yellow banner here (desktop only – sorry!) and a facebook cover photo here  (or visit fundnkhcure.com for both!)
  4. Purchase an Eva the Adventurer book. Less than £5 and royalties go to NKH Research


Update on the button + vomit

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Before Mikaere had his surgery, I spoke to anyone and everyone whose child has had a gastrostomy. They all said the same thing – it was game changing for their child. And while there was a lot of positives, I was unprepared for the epic amounts of vomit.

Before the gastro Mikaere never vomited. If he did, it was very very rarely and only ever when he was ill. Now? Now I have vomit in my hair most days. I have buckets of things soaking in my bathtub to get out the vomit stains. My carpet smells of vomit. My washing machine is on an endless cycle of things that are covered in vomit. My clothes. Mikaere’s clothes. Sheets, muslins, blankets, couch covers. Today Mikaere even managed to vomit over the recycling bag, getting (and I kid you not because I had to sort it) every single piece of recycling we had covered in vomit.

Vomit rules our lives right now. Please hold off on the advice giving – we’ve done everything. Reduced the feeds, slowed the feeds, spread them out over the day. It doesn’t matter whether it’s blended food or formula or dieralyte or even just plain water. Gaviscon can suck it. He’s already on omprezole. He’s always upright when we feed him, either reclined or in supported seating. It’s not directly after a feed, it’s about 2-3 hours after. I’m not going to consider a fundo (like I said – I’m not looking for all the advice here. I’m just telling you where we are right now. Yes, we’ve talked to the surgeon, our paediatrician, our gp and all our nurses know).

We think it’s because of the gastrostomy. With the way his stomach has been hitched to the abdominal wall, which means food goes in, and is forced (because of the way the stomach is slanted) straight into the top of his intestines. This has changed the way he feels when he has food in his belly and because of how his stomach is pulled (unnaturally up towards his abdomen) it’s put pressure on the lower esophageal sphincter, which is that the nice bit at the bottom of your esophagus that keeps your food in.

There is research that says a lesser curvature gastrostomy reduces the incidence of postoperative gastroesophical reflux (aka, vomiting because of the gastro – source) so for everyone due to get a gastro – you’ve been warned. Asked for a hitch with a low curvature and make your surgeon agree.

In the meantime, I’m at a loss. I don’t know if this is going to be a forever thing (I desperately hope it’s not) or whether as his body acclimatises to the new stomach position and the stress on his oesophagus he’ll be able to hold food down.

Blah is how I feel about this. Blah and heartbroken for Kai who hates vomiting. With a passion and cries his little heart out when it happens. It’s heartbreaking.

Stupid vomit. We’re over it.

On a fundraising update

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We as a little family have a fundraising target, aiming to raise £100k for NKH Research.

Thanks to you guys we’re currently at a whopping £53k (and counting!) – and that’s the truth, the bit that it’s thanks to you guys. Most of our fundraising has happened through other people, people who have held bbqs or cake morning’s or run a marathon. Small, easy things that have added up.

So I wanted to update you really quick on what’s going on:

1. The Eva Books!

I will forever love you guys for helping me translate the Eva books and even more for buying them! I’m still working my way through the translations but there is a whopping 15 Eva books available on Amazon. Eva is available in 15 different languages. Well, I say that, but she’s actually bilingual (all the translations have the English *and* the translation, for bilingual families). Like this:



Additionally, I was able to send off the first royalty donation this month, a whopping £430 went to Joseph’s Goal. Considering each book makes just over a £1 in royalty fees, I’m pretty happy with that.

If you haven’t got your copy yet, you can buy it from booksforwednesdays.com

PS – THANK YOU to everyone who has sent in a picture of their kid with an Eva book – you guys are the best!

2. #IFHNKH Tee’s

Did you see my previous post about the amazing IFHNKH tee’s?? I won’t rehash it, but I’m pleased to say we’ve sold a BUNCH of them – if I had shelves stocked I’d say they’re flying off (buuut thanks to the wonders of dropshipping, I thankfully don’t need to store shirts. They’re printed and shipped on demand, right after your purchase goes through. Best thing ever, hey?)

I just wanted to say thanks to everyone who had bought one. Each of these tee’s has a small margin on them and you know that small margin is going straight to NKH Research. Oh yeah!

If you want one, they’re available right in the teammikaere.com/shop  If you’ve bought one – send me a selfie! I want to see you in your #ifhnkh shirts! x

PS – I’m still trying to figure out a decent dropshipping for the US. Will keep you posted!

3. BV Love for the phenomenal Adam

Adam, (who, prepare yourself for a throwback: having just the company, joined Sam on the last day of his ridiculous 72 mile walk along the Thames Path AND was on the winning Charity Quiz team) is riding from London to Paris. On a bicycle. 243 miles (did any else just cringe?)

Honestly, we’re so grateful that he’s doing this, so grateful that he’s raising funds for Joseph’s Goal and #teamMikaere, we’re genuinely blown away by the support. What a stand up guy, hey?

If you’re on of the #OTOD BV family and you’d like to #bgenerous – Please donate to Adams ridiculously amazing event at justgiving.com/fundraising/lonparmikaere


4. Kiwi Cross Crew Love for the phenomenal Margot

Margot I met at a ridiculous French Party when I first moved to London. She’s one of the most genuine, most lovely people I know and last weekend she ran her SECOND marathon for #teamMikaere (having just run the Berlin Marathon for us last September) – this time in London. She’s set a goal to raise £1k for Josephs Goal and #teamMikaere – and SMASHED IT.

At the risk of repeating myself, we’re so grateful for the love and support shown by Margot. Fun fact, she was the first person to ever babysit Mikaere. We were so pleased that she was running for #teamMikaere, we printed a London Marathon shirt, just for her.

If you fancy highfiving her, you can donate to her campaign: justgiving.com/fundraising/margot-knight

5. Fancy helping us fundraising?

We can’t raise these funds without you. We’ve asked everyone for cash over and over and our social circles are saturated (sorry about that). But what we can ask is if you could help us – could you organise a bag pack at your local supermarket? Could you put us down as your local cause at your nearest Waitrose? Could you do a cake morning at work, 50p per slice? Or a raffle? Or a BBQ one weekend, or anything. Whatever floats your boat.

Because here’s the thing – for every £5 we raise that’s £5 towards a cure for Mikaere. There is so little funding… it costs well over £300k to run a research lab for a year, and it’s managed between grants and fundraising by people like us.

We have hope in a future only because we know the only thing between us and a cure is money. So set the bar low, if you could help us raise £20, £50, £100 – it adds up and it makes a difference. Please help us give Mikaere a future. We can’t do it without you guys.

On the Boston Conference

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I don’t know where to begin.  I left Sam and Mikaere early on a Wednesday morning and caught a taxi the airpot. I left in a rush, which made the leaving part a twinge easier (because leaving your sweet, medically fragile child is never going to be easy, even in the best of times).

Then, before I knew it, I was in a cute little church hall with facebook come to life. I can’t even begin to express how amazing it’s been to meet the people I’ve been talking to online for the past year. To meet Tarah and Eric, Drake’s Parents. Maddison and Dalton, Kanes Parents. To meet little baby Willow, Jade and Larry, Evelyn (Bella’s Mom) and Trine with Karine and Robin with the most beautifully sweet Saige. To finally finally meet Kristin, the mighty force behind the NKH Crusaders and her son Thomas. To be reunited with Emma and Paul and Joe, the famous face behind Joseph’s Goal.

I get these will just be a long list of names for you. But I’ve been reading these names daily for the last 17 months. I’ve been sending messages and liking posts and commenting on photos and asking advice. I’ve been sharing their grief and cheering their joys and until this week, I’ve only been privy to their lives through a screen. Really. In my head I was still associating people with their full names and avatars, like you see on Facebook.

There was a lot of love at this conference, a lot of kindness and a lot of people who GET it. Who live a similar life a million miles from where we do.  To be in the same room? To cuddle sweet Kane and to hold Willow and to sit with Joe? You guys. It was like my heart exploded – these kids were just like Mikaere. They were JUST LIKE HIM – I was in a room with my tribe. I can’t even begin to explain what an experience that was.

To leave my little guy with Sam and fly across an ocean was tough, but what I didn’t understand was that I was going to be with what essentially is my NKH family. It sounds mushy af but it was wonderful. To be with people who understood seizures and blowing up noses and were happy to talk out anti-epileptics and b-vitamins and how there has to be more going on in the folate system than we know about. It was like being thirsty for company and arriving at an oasis. And I drank my fill, believe you me. So many beautiful people, so many beautiful NKH babies. It was AMAZING.

Dr Van Hove and Dr Halder were also there  to share where they are at with their research. I was very interested to hear the directions Dr Van Hove was exploring. Dr Halder was less straight forward with her work – there was a lot of holes in her talk and she’s hasn’t made as much progress as either Dr Nick Greene or Dr Van Hove, but it sounds like she has a lot of support and financial backing which is positive.

Essentially, Van Hove is looking at Chaperone Therapy, which is to say he’s looking for an existing FDA approved drug that will be able to help stabilise the proteins our kids make, allowing them to part-process glycine. This may even allow them to take a step down on the severity scale, drastically improving quality of life for our children. He’s also looking at the Serine hydroxymethyltranferase system, which is a system that keeps serine and glycine in equilibrium.

It was a very exciting conference, I feel like there was a lot of moving parts that came together in a positive way, particularly in terms of the charities and the researchers, and how we as #teamMikaere fit in, and how we can support the bigger players.

Unfortunately, the main theme that shone through was funding, and the lack of it. It costs approximately £200k a year to run a small lab at bare bones. What’s more, between the three researchers funds from the usual family charities are now diluted. Its difficult, because I know NKH families are already stretched, and have already reached out to their social circles for donations.

Funding, it’s always going to be the bottleneck between us and a cure. It just kept coming up again and again, how much funding is required and how little there is – some of our researchers are seriously struggling to stay afloat, which really was difficult to hear.

When the conference drew to a close I was sad to say goodbye. We’d only been together for three days but a lot happened. There was a lot going on and I’m grateful we got the time we did. What a whirlwind trip.

I know there will a UK Conference later this year and I am beside myself excited to be at that one too. It’s important, hey? This time with people who get it. I’m glad I went. Being away from Mikaere and Sam was rubbish, but I’m still glad I went.

From Left to Right: Kari and Maddison (Kane’s Grandma/Mum), Me, Jade (Willow’s Mum), Emma (From Joseph’s Goal, Joe’s Mum) and Evelyn (Bella’s Mum)


Dalton (Kane’s Dad) with Kane and Joe, and cuddles with Kane (honestly, the sweetest little guy!)

Me, Tarah (From the Drake Rayden Foundation – Drake’s Mum) and Emma (From Joseph’s Goal, Joe’s Mum)


Dr Van Hove and Dr Halder presenting at the conference.

On the Art Exhibition

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Mikaere’s Grandma is in an Art Group. Earlier in the year they ran an exhibition, where a percentage of sales would go towards NKH Research, and they would collect donations, run a tombola and have a coffee/cake morning.

Well. What an AMAZING event!

We arrived late in the day. It was one of those snowy beast from the east days, and the weather was horrific. We half expected the morning to be moderately busy and the Hall to be empty by the time we finally got there. Except when we walked in and with an hour left to go, the hall was PACKED. Loads of people were still there, drinking coffee, viewing the art. It was phenomenal. We even managed to purchase a piece before everything closed down, and as always we enjoyed the visits and talks. We can’t help but feel the village community is behind us.

We found out after that the event raised over a whopping £1600. We’re so grateful that entire groups of people come together to support us. All of the money raised at the event goes directly to Joseph’s Goal, which in turn goes towards NKH Research.

So thank you to everyone who came. Thank you to Toddington Methodist for donating the space, the Toddington and Westoning Art Group for running the exhibition, for donating a portion of your sales, for selling cards and coffee and donating cakes, for running the Tombola and for helping set up and take down. Thank you to everyone who came and donated, who bought a painting or ate some cake.

Thank you everyone for the love and support. We’re overwhelming grateful, really we are. It hits home when we realise we’re not alone in this fight. That there are others that care about Mikaere, and about us, enough to help run events like this. We feel like the only thing between us and a future with our baby is money (which is infuriating, right?) so when a group of people – some who we hadn’t met – pull together an Art Exhibition like this – overwhelmed with gratitude doesn’t even cover it. We feel loved and so fortunate that there are so many people on #teamMikaere.

So thank you to the Toddington and Westoning Art Group – you guys are the best.

PS – if you’d like to fundraise with us – let us know. It doesn’t have to be a big event like an art exhibition, but could be something simple like a fun run, or a bbq or picnic. If you can throw a dinner party, you can throw a fundraiser. Help us raise money for charity?

On the MRI

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Mikaere is doing really well, for the most part. We know this. We know his eyesight is improving and his tone and abilities are improving. We know Mikaere is doing the best he can and we’re currently in a time of forward momentum when things are good.

Except that we went and saw a neurologist who said that Mikaere’s MRI showed a loss in brain mass. A loss in BRAIN MASS. There is less of Mikaere’s brain because his neurones are dying.

Despite knowing this was likely intellectually, seeing it spelt out on a black and white MRI scan felt like a punch to the face.

We are doing everything, everything we possibly can to help him. And still, NKH is robbing Kai of his brain matter. His brain is being damaged, constantly. All day every day parts of his brain are dying. It was very very clear, even to me (someone who has no knowledge of neuro-radiology)

flicking between the scan he had with his gastro and the scan he had when he was born just how much damage has happened.

It makes me feel like I’m not enough.

The truth is that there isn’t anything I can do to slow the brain damage that’s taking place.

But I can fundraise for a cure. I can support Josephs Goal who in turn supports Nick Greene, who I feverently believe is closest to a clinical trial that will help he most number of NKH kids. They also support Dr Van Hove, who is the researcher with the most experience in NKH. It’s his research and knowledge that has opened the field for other researchers.

I believe between these two, they’ll find a cure for my baby.

I know I keep banging on. And on and on and on. But, if you’re able please help. Buy an Eva Book. Donate. Volunteer, if you’re able. We’re always looking for help to run fundraisers.

Help us find a cure. Help us find a way to stop stupid NKH from killing more neurones off in my sons brain.

Please help. It’s hard to sit in an appointment to hear his brain is deteriorating.

On the #ifhnkh Tees!

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There’s an acronym that NKH parents use when we’re struggling. IFHNKH. Short for I fucking hate NKH. Typically used when our kids are struggling and in pain and there’s nothing we can do. That feeling of helplessness and rage and just… I hate NKH. I really do. It’s a horrific disorder, and it’s caused us no end of grief with Mikaere. When there are no words left to say, IFHNKH is it.

So, I put it on a t-shirt. And now you can BUY that t-shirt (in a number of different colourways), with a small portion going towards NKH Research. (Take that NKH).

If you want one, they’re available right in the teammikaere.com/shop

And while this won’t make much sense to a lot of you – this one is for our NKH family. For the other mamas who are in hospital with their babe, who are facing surgery’s and seizures and vomiting. For all the mama’s whose babes have passed. For all the mamas who are struggling with all the shit that comes with NKH – this one is for you. I’m with you. #IFHNKH

Side note: I also threw together a ‘Perfectly Imperfect’ and a ‘Beautifully Broken and Perfectly Made’ Tees for our beautifully perfect kids with their teeny tiny imperfect genetic mishaps, which is also in the shop.

Note – these drop ship from the UK, shipping to the US is available but the conversion is done with PayPal and I have no idea how that magic works. I’m trying to find an appropriate vendor to drop ship in the US to make it cheaper, so stay tuned!

Note 2 – each of these tee’s has a small margin on them. You know that small margin is going straight to NKH Research. Oh yeah!

Note 3 – Do any men want to see #ifhnkh on a shirt? If you do, let me know. I’ll make it happen for you.

Note 4 – YOU GUYS! These shirts are going crazy! Thanks to everyone who has bought one – if you have, send me a selfie, I want to see you in your #ifhnkh shirts!!