The pain is still there, but so is love.
The day we lost our first angel.
The day I heard my little girls heart stop.
Though we never saw you, never kissed you, never held you, we will always love you.
Name without a face, That I never got to love...
The date my baby was due.
The kindness I received from all the staff at the hospital and my friends and family meant the world to me.
My second baby would have been born this day.
Three Days That Matter
If this year has taught me anything, all days matter. ‘More than one in five pregnancies ends in miscarriage – around a quarter of a ...