It’s been 6 years now and I still remember those feelings you get surrounding the day your baby dies. It’s never usually about the day for me these days. It’s the build up. Remembering those last few innocent weeks before your world came crashing down around you. Remembering a time where you were blissfully unaware… Continue reading Reflection. The build up. The heartbreak.
If you follow me on Instagram or you read my blog on wheelchair assistance through the airport you will know we recently went away. Something that might not have crossed your mind but when we go away we have to find someone to look after Ethan. Ethan, my son who died. Now let me take… Continue reading Why I can’t leave Ethan at home