The day our hopes and dreams about baby August were shattered.

Why did you have to go? The science doesn't compare or even make it any easier, you were my baby and you are gone.

I am still so proud that I was a mummy to you, you're our Angel butterfly now and we will never forget you.

That night I got a phone call from the hospital to say what we were dreading to hear, that I had had a miscarriage.

This year I will go to the water's edge and cast out to sea a floating candle...