As many of you know, our journey to parenthood hasn’t been easy and over the last eighteen years we have been through more than our fair share of heartache. Growing up I always knew I wanted to be a Mother and naively assumed that when the time was right, it would happen very naturally for…
So here we are, our sixteenth Baby Loss Awareness week since Joseph came into the world and, although I will always champion those who raise awareness, and strive so hard to do the same, this year words fail me. In all honesty I feel as though I have lost my way in the Baby Loss…
This week is Maternal Mental Health Matters Awareness Week and whilst it has been great to see so many issues raised and talks of depression and anxiety addressed so publicly, one topic I have seen far less of, both this week and in general, is Post Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD). Whilst PTSD following a traumatic…
As a child I used to lie in bed at night and day dream about how my life would pan out, imagining the fairytale Prince who would sweep me off my feet, the beautiful house we would make a home, the adorable children, and the wonderful, happy life we would live together in our perfect…
Almost thirteen years ago, I inadvertently found myself a member of a club that no Mother wants to be a part of. I found myself in the company of women, just like me, dealing with the loss of a baby. And what started off as a group of complete strangers has, over the course of…
I have always been honest about the regrets I have surrounding Josephs death, the many questions which keep me awake at night, going over and over the things we did, and the things we didn’t do, wishing with all of my heart that we could go back and change them. I guess one of the…