My beautiful baby boy had to be put to sleep yesterday after heart failure being diagnosed in January. I knew we wouldn't have long but didn't make it any easier. He was 10 and I've had him longer than I've had my children.
I seem OK when in the living room but as soon as I go in another room, particularly the kitchen, I break down and can't stop crying. My husband is working today so trying to be strong for my girls but it's so hard..
Need to get out the house today which will help but I am so heartbroken.