When somebody dies it can feel like there’s a whole in your heart; like a part of you has died too. Yet it’s such a common occurrence: some 150,000 people die every day on earth.
Tag: stillbirth
Child Birth… Let’s talk the truth about it.
(Note: This post contains very graphically detailed stories of my births! It’s a bit graphic and blunt – don’t read if you’re squeamish or afraid of lady parts!) Giving birth is probably one of the most confusing things to women. Most of us are both terrified of it and over-excited by it at the same time: …
September Nights
Tonight, we built a fire and cooked sausages while Oscar remembered his siblings in the stars.
One year since my daughter died.
And in nine days… It will be one year since my baby Willow-Rose died. I’m going to spend the week making over her grave since it’s gotten a little weathered because of all the rain and wind we’ve had these past few months. I’ll share how it looks when it’s finished / before and after… …
Your SCARS tell YOUR STORY. Love your Stretch Marks, Love your Scars, Love your Wobble and Flab and Fat.
(Someone just asked, so yes feel free to share this) Once again, someone said to me today: “Oh, you’re so lucky, you had a kid but you didn’t destroy your stomach like me.” With stretch marks scratched all over our tummies, wobbly pouches, funny belly-buttons and numerous scars – our bodies certainly change a lot …
Why I still say I have two children, even though one of them died.
“Oh you have kids? How many?”
“Two. But one died.”
