Tag: Stillbirth

Capture Your Grief – Purpose

Capture Your Grief – Purpose

Today’s prompt for Capture Your Grief is Purpose. Why are you doing Capture Your Grief this year. I have participated in some of the capture your grief prompts every year since Rhianna died, not completing it fully, and every year the reasons behind why I 

Capture Your Grief – Sunrise

Capture Your Grief – Sunrise

October is Pregnancy, Infant and Child Loss Month and one thing that I like to participate in every year is the Capture Your Grief project from Carly Marie Project Heal. You can read all about the project here, I have always started this project but 

Rhianna’s Journal

Rhianna’s Journal

I am a girl that buys a diary every year, with full intentions of keeping a journal. I have loads where a couple of pages are written. But then I stop by February. I have one that is complete. It has been filled in every 

Rhianna’s Tree

Rhianna’s Tree

When Rhianna died, one of the first things Mr L said he wanted was that he wanted a tree for her in the front garden. It is something that has gone round and round with us. Shall we buy one. If we buy one what 

Grief

Grief

One thing I hate about grief is the unpredictability of it. You can never tell when it will hit. You can never predict when you won’t be ok. And you really live your life on the edge of a cliff for the rest of your 

I Wish

I Wish

I wish you could explain the pain you feel when you have buried your own child. I wish you could explain the breaks in your heart and your soul when your child has died. I wish you could explain the cracks and the scars that 

Flowers, Flowers, Flowers

Flowers, Flowers, Flowers

Once again we are doing a month of flowers for Rhiannas birthday month. Remembering Rhianna isn’t about big massive gestures. Or a huge list of a backbone of memories. We don’t have them. We have one days worth to fill a lifetime. Remembering Rhianna is 

Sleep, or Lack of Sleep

Sleep, or Lack of Sleep

March the month that sleep and I fall out. I love sleep. I have always struggled to go to sleep but absolutely love sleeping. I have always been a night owl, and life would suit me much better if the world started at 10am! But 

March!

March!

Every single year I hate March. I dread it for weeks before it starts. And from the 1st till the last week or so I hate it. I cry. Mr L goes into his shell. We both have really short patience levels. We fight. About 

Six Years Ago We Found Out You Were A Girl

Six Years Ago We Found Out You Were A Girl

6 years ago we found out you were a little girl. 6 years ago we decided on your name. 6 years ago our lives were so happy. So naive You feel pregnant you got a gorgeous baby at the end of it and it was