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It felt that after a season of so much pain, the dawn was breaking. . . . You see, I was six weeks pregnant with our Rainbow Baby, our little miracle who was due in December. My 'Christmas Miracle' was what I was calling our little Jelly Bean. And we were so excited and filled with such hope. Little did I know, that after posting the above on my Instagram account that Good Friday, that when I went to bed that night, I would start to bleed, and thus herald in our second los

There were times when I thought I wouldn't be able to give thanks for 2024, and couldn't wait to see the back of it.

Baby loss is something that will always leave its mark. It's like a patient who sustains a permanent scar from a wound or operation.

A few months ago I posted about my experiences of journeying through a baby's terminal diagnosis, in the hopes that it might help and...

Walking through the painful and challenging journey of dealing with a fatal diagnosis of our unborn baby, has led me to realise how...