There are many moments in life that as they happen, I try to freeze frame them in my memory forever. Typical moments such as the births of the children, first smiles, first steps, first words. And then there are those moments that to other people may mean nothing at all, just a few seconds in…
The month of June is SANDS awareness month, where we remember all of the babies born sleeping or who died a neonatal death. And although raising awareness is always a good thing, it saddens me that for only one month out of twelve do we try to break down the taboos of stillbirth. Nine years…
Today I said goodbye to my crib. My beautiful white crib that I never dared believe would ever hold another baby. The crib that we brought Eva home to, then Meggy and finally Harry. The crib that symbolised hope, gratitude and joy. And as I handed it over to a lady whose family was just…
I am very aware that there are people following my blog who don’t know my story, who have perhaps stumbled across it through a friend of a friend, via Facebook or Instagram and for whom my family and I are complete strangers. I imagine that there are several of you looking at the title, five…