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Be the Baby!

Each time we do a transfer my husband starts the ritual of leaning down next to my belly, and then yelling at my uterus to “Be the Baby!”. 216 more words



Sometimes I need to be reminded that I’ve done some hard things. I have survived. I am brave. I am brave because….

I hung up the phone, the news of a Down Syndrome diagnosis for my baby still ringing fresh in my ears. 304 more words

Kicked while your down

I remember the first time I went out to dinner with friends after Millie had died, I remember sitting back thinking “what am I doing here, I shouldn’t be out enjoying my friends! 1,306 more words


Update. What's next?

Firstly I would like to say I have been overwhelmed by the response of my last post. Kind messages, ideas, the shares, everything. I was wiping away the tears. 367 more words


A message from Rory?

To some people, Butterflies have a spiritual meaning and they may believe that they are a sign from loved ones who have passed.

On the Day of Rory’s funeral, just after he had been laid to rest, we all saw a tiny blue butterfly fluttering around the cemetery.   229 more words


Version 2.1

I saw this link on Facebook this morning and it got me thinking. http://stillstandingmag.com/2016/08/beforeafter/

At the weekend I had to deal with being around a baby for some family photos and I cried a lot, until there was nothing left. 375 more words


There's nothing in there.

“You got anything in there?”

A hand laid on my belly, with a knowing smile.

“Any more babies?”

Since when is my fertility anyone else’s business?   290 more words