Although each miscarriage causes so much pain, it’s helped me to be able to read stories of others who I can relate with.

I never met them, yet I miss them both so much.

You were a whisper of promise, of life and love.

Baby Angel - a poem

We named our baby Agatha... We were able to spend time with her, and those moments I will treasure forever and ever. No amount of time is 'enough', but at least we had that time.

Hope - that’s all we can do.

I just wanted to share my story to make people aware you are not alone in your experiences, even though you may feel it.

I will never forget this pregnancy and the happiness it brought us for that short time.

I know there are many others just like me, and I grieve for them as well. I wear these battle scars, I am a survivor.