My little boy Leo was premature and born sleeping at only 25 weeks on 31 August last year. It's coming up to the anniversary of what should have been his due date and I'm only just realising that I'm not coping as well as I thought I had been. It's been months since I've sobbed for him but today I've just fallen apart. I miss him and my heart aches for him. I've been stopping myself from crying all this time, when I've felt my eyes welling up I've given myself a good talking to and told myself it's been long enough, move on, face the day ahead. I can't seem to do that today.
Not sure why I'm posting really, I've not ventured into this section before.