Every evening, I settled my pregnant body on the sofa and opened my baby name book. “Annabel? Maybe. Muriel? No. Phoebe? Yes. Phoebe Elvis? P. Elvis? Definitely not.” I pondered each name, wrote
Once upon a time, I was a perfect wife and mother with a perfect husband and two perfect children, and we were leading a perfect life. My baby and toddler knew what
“I’ve been able to accept Thomas’ death, but I just can’t imagine how any good can come out of it,” I told Tanya, the leader of a local grief support group. “Good
Imogen never had a new dress until her brother died. She was five years old and, although she had plenty of pretty clothes, she’d never had a dress chosen especially for her,
I heard the other day that a friend is expecting twins. How special. Not a lot of people get to experience the delights of having two babies at once, maybe two babies
A few days before Thomas was born, I visited the needlework shop. I wanted something to keep me busy during a prolonged stay in hospital. Well, I hoped I was going to
I travelled to the hospital, my mind full of thoughts: I’m meeting Andy at the park. The kids can play on the swings with him while I’m busy. How long will the