hello all,
bb, my story is different to yours but still left me with the most awful empty and hollow feelings i have ever felt,
i know a little of what you are going though,
our first pg ended in a missed mc,
the depth of despair i felt was something i have never experienced before,
to this day when i read the letter i wrote for my beautiful first baby i cry,
the emotions were just so raw and i was so desperate to be a mum,
sadly our second pregnancy ended in the same way, more months of heartache,
by number 3 (my long lost and ever loved tiny baby boy, god how i still miss him) we thought we had cracked it, we had early scans and watched him grow and his heart get stronger,
our dreams had come true, we had made it, ds was all we ever wanted,
a few weeks later at a routine scan my world stopped, he had stopped growing, his heart had stopped beating, he was no longer...
i never thought i would ever recover, i wished i was dead on many occasions, i cried when i woke as i woke without him,
we planned his cremation and like lins says every detail needed to be accounted for,
the day came and i managed to get though it,
there were no ashes, nothing,
nothing was left of my boy,
not even a millionth of a pinch,
nothing.
i still miss him,
i am delighted to type that after 3 losses dd arrived safe and sound last year,
i love her,
i still miss him,
i have the difficult task of telling her one day that she had a big brother,
i do not look forward to that day,
love to all here x