Tag: Stillborn

Just An Earring

Just An Earring

It’s strange what you attach to your baby when they are no longer here. The boys have memory boxes at home. I have their first outfits, they first shoes, and little bits and pieces of things that they loved and that mean a lot to 

You

You

All I want to do is write about you. The one thing I don’t want to do is write about you. So I say nothing. I don’t write. I stay silent. There is nothing I haven’t already said. Nothing is different. The memories are there. 

Tired

Tired

I am tired. Tired of missing you. Tired of feeling this numbness. Tired of celebrations always having a twinge of sadness. Tired of loving children here, and you there. Tired of being split in two. Tired of being the family that lost a baby. Tired 

Sleep

Sleep

Every year I think I write a post like this. Every year it is always the same. Yesterday I thought to myself I really need to get on top of my sleeping. This week I haven’t slept I am ranging on four hours sleep each 

How Has It Affected Them?

How Has It Affected Them?

One thing that I have always always worried about is how Rhianna dying has affected the boys. It’s something I will never really have the answer to I don’t think. But something that I worry about every single day. Less some days more other days. 

Rhianna’s Due Date

Rhianna’s Due Date

Rhianna’s due date isn’t generally a date that floors me. The first year it was hell, it was all so raw, and it was only three months after she died. That was the worst time for her actual due date. Rhianna was due on the 

Today You Are Seven

Today You Are Seven

I hate going to bed the night before your birthday. I hate waking up to silence on your birthday. I hate that there is no excited girl running into our room. I hate there are no presents wrapped downstairs. I hate there are no balloons. 

Another Week and More Flowers

Another Week and More Flowers

This week has flown by, and I haven’t really had a chance to write, as it has been super busy. I have been sorting a lot of admin things at home, I have seen friends and been to a family funeral. So it has been 

The Reality of Grief

The Reality of Grief

One reason I started to blog about Rhianna was I needed a place, a place to pour out my feelings as I found it so much easier to write than speak. But over the years the reasons I blog about Rhianna remain the same, but 

The Day You Turned Six

The Day You Turned Six

Yesterday was your 6th birthday. It was not a great day. The first time that your daddy ever had to work! And it didn’t work. It was horrible. And will never happen again. We tried it. It doesn’t work. He can not be working on