There are some days when you wish it was all, ALL over..... there are no rights or wrongs. There are no reasons for you to lose your child or children. When you've miscarried, they are supposed to put a teardrop on the front of your file.
I didn't have that, even though I had two miscarriages, and actually lost three wonderful, wrigley, fidgety boys at 16+5 weeks. Charlie, Harry and George.
Our precious, wonderful and truly amazing little boy, who was finally been born five years ago with the most complex of special need and additional requirements, was given one of his deceased brothers middle names and we have so many things that remind us of the three of them.
Lights on a Christmas Tree at Christmas, ribbons on the tree throughout the year, butterflies are always attracted to the tree that the boys are settled at.
It's amazing to watch. They dance and sit there, almost holding onto the branches for hours on end during sunny days.
Life is strange when your children leave your life. You see life through rose tinted lenses. You see calm, you see love, you see, stillness, you see love and feel life and peace like never before....
I'm so sorry for you Badgers - please take every little bit of love and solace from this thread, every word that is said, each time we welcome a new parent/grandparent into our thread that we do care.
We really do care for you. Anniversaries come and go, Cathpip - who I finally forgave for having Elliott's super exploding nappy thrown at my feet moments before Pippa's funeral, was actually a little bit of real life that we all needed to take the pressure off the event that was about to happen!
Luckily, the funeral chaps were bloody marvelous, clearly having children of their own and seemed to sweep said explosive nappy out of the view of all within seconds of it being dealt with.
The fact that Cathpip remembers that one event speaks volumes to me...... it says to me that her wonderful motherhood, was on hold for that brief moment in time and she just dealt with a shitty nappy!!!

Cathpip - you know that I would not have been there for you that day no matter what.
The same goes for all of the friends that have shared the loses that the rest of this thread have felt.
Anyway,it's time for bed here...... with my fractured/broken/whatever hand.... we'll soon find out on Monday.
Night gorgeous ladies, you keep me going, day in, day out. Thank you so very much for being You xxx