HB and I look forward to Sundays, because we watch Doctor Who. It’s an exciting day for us because we never have time on Saturdays when the episode originally airs.
Doctor Who has a very special place in my heart — I found the series when I was on bed rest for the first time when I was 3 months pregnant. We had just returned home from Russia, and I was in a lot of pain and very sick. It turns out, I had fibroids that were acting up. So, I stayed in bed for 2 weeks and finished many seasons of Doctor Who. The series helped me through one of the hardest periods of my life, in pain and worried I would have a miscarriage, I struggled to remain calm — I needed something to take my mind off everything. Doctor Who was that distraction. I have been an addict ever since, not just because the series is so entertaining and well written and Matt Smith is delicious and talented, but because it reminds me of a time when my sole focus was on keeping my daughter safe.
Doctor Who was the perfect companion.
HB celebrating Doctor Who Sundays