Miss you little boy. Night night. Wait for me.
Sunshine in April
When Freddie died, Max and I attended his funeral almost alone. We had just our doctor/nurse/midwife team and one friend as a witness, a friend who happens to bridge the gap between real life and those people who cared for us.It is hard to explain why we made that decision, except that I felt I […]
Silent Sunday
A Million Feelings, a photo by Merrily Me on Flickr.
Remembering Freddie on his birthday
From Rich & Ella in Australia, a photo by Merrily Me on Flickr. Remembering Freddie on his birthday. I also made a picture to send to StillLife 365. I’m very grateful to Angie for featuring it on his birthday. Fran wrote about him too. Angela lit a candle for him… thank you. So did Cara; […]
The End of All Things
The one that starts with things endings and ends with things beginning and covers up an awful lot of wondering “how could you?” It has been a horrible week; I’ve cried harder this week than I have all year, mostly bout things I can’t write and partly because anything stressful turns into more tears about […]
Me and those women in Africa
Image Credit: University of Michigan In the nights following Freddie’s death, Max and I sat on the sofa, wrapped in a duvet, clinging to each other. We didn’t say much, we didn’t even cry much. We managed to have a spectacular row about a camping weekend and we managed to feed and put children to […]
Reluctantly Spring
Hey, little boy. I see you.
That one last get out.
Thanks to the arrival, today, of my period, I have passed a milestone, the bitterest yet. I have to sit out next month in this grim and vile trying to conceive malarkey and so I can no longer be pregnant by Freddie’s first birthday. I can no longer have a rainbow baby in 2011. Anything […]
