Deirdre’s Story
For years after my husband and I lost two babies through miscarriage, I could not find the right words, to convey the depth of grief, loss and feeling of emptiness that going through this experience brings.
For years after my husband and I lost two babies through miscarriage, I could not find the right words, to convey the depth of grief, loss and feeling of emptiness that going through this experience brings.
We had discovered our baby had stopped growing, perhaps two weeks previously, the previous Thursday afternoon. I was at home with my toddler when I realised there was something wrong.
To whomever would like to read my story, As I write this I am 39 weeks pregnant, eagerly awaiting the arrival of the most precious gift, our new baby.
“It wasn’t meant to be”
Although I never met you, I knew you for three days,
I dreamt of all the things we’d do, How you’d have your own little ways,