“a bit out of sorts today...still keen to feed, colour okay but has been pale”
“Oh R is still asleep, bless him”
“It doesn’t seem right that I held him when he was born and now I’m holding him and he is dead”
“He seems to have some marks on his face. Has he got some marks on his head? I’m just checking.”
“the court is asked to determine whether findings can be made in respect of the existence of additional earlier inflicted injuries”
“the presence of axonal retraction balls in the pyramids of medulla indicates a minimum of 13-14 hours of survival. Accordingly, in my opinion, the head injury had occurred 13-14 hours (minimum) to 48 hours (maximum) before death and likely to be less than 24 hours.”
“Soon after [the mother and grandmother] left, I stood up with R from where I had been kneeling. I was holding him supported in my left arm also with his bottle held in my left hand. I walked round the bed towards the fireplace to put R on the bed in order to be able to take towels and clothes out of his cot so that I could put him into his cot where I thought he would go back to sleep. Before I was able to put him on the bed I took the bottle from my left hand and went and placed that on top of the fireplace. As I got near the fireplace, I lost my footing. R was supported in my left arm with his head just above my shoulder facing behind me. As I lost my footing I fell towards the fireplace and instinctively put my right hand out to stop myself from falling backwards. I think I might also have closed my eyes and without knowing I must have let go of R. I must have put my hand on top of the mantelpiece because later I noticed that a photo in a frame had been knocked forward. I did not see R fall to the floor and as I told the police it might have been possible that he had hit his head on the bed frame as he fell. I realised that I was no longer holding R when I heard him crying. I looked down and saw R laying on his back on the floor. I could not believe that I had dropped him and I believe I was in shock. He was not crying hysterically but the cry was certainly more than a whine. I quickly picked him up and placed him on the bed. He was still crying a bit but not as much as he had been when he was on the floor. Because I was in shock and acting quickly, I did not support R’s head when I lifted him off the floor. I was worried that he may have hurt his arms or his legs when he fell and so I checked for broken bones. His arms and legs seemed fine. As I was doing this, he started to partially close his eyes and then he started to look to me as though he was going to sleep. He certainly looked sleepy. I laid him on the bed thinking that he would go to sleep. This could not have been any more than 5-10 minutes after I had dropped him. I continued to tidy the clothes away putting them into drawers in the bedroom while I heard what sounded like R being sick. I turned around and saw that R had been sick over his baby grow and his vest. It was not long after I had laid him on the bed. I went around to the bed where he was laying and cleaned him. I could not find a vest or a baby-grow and saw his winter warmer suit which I then put him into. He had been sick on his vest and his baby-grow and I believe that I put them in the laundry bag in the bathroom and I also believe that [the maternal grandmother] then washed them, possibly the following day. R looked very sleepy and it was just starting to get dark outside and so I drew the curtains and left him on the bed to go to sleep, turning the light out and went into the sitting room. I did not wish to wake him and I left the door ajar so I could hear if he woke up.”