Etta’s Funeral

A year ago today, we celebrated Etta’s life in Cheltenham surrounded by family and friends. I don’t take that for granted now. Sam’s brother Tom led the service for us and there will never be the words to thank him. Finding the words at a child’s funeral must be so difficult, let alone your ownContinue reading “Etta’s Funeral”

Better for Etta Kindness Campaign Day 17

Today’s kind act was a simple one- we put a few coins in the parking meter so pay for the next person’s parking. I took Ezzie to the hospital the other day (because he shoved a popcorn kernel up his nose 🤦🏼‍♀️) and when I arrived I realised I didn’t have my purse with me.Continue reading “Better for Etta Kindness Campaign Day 17”

Better for Etta Kindness Campaign Day 13

Today’s kind act was donating a bereavement book package to Ezzie’s pre-school. When I spoke to Ezzie’s keyworker, she hadn’t heard of Winston’s Wish and they didn’t have any specific resources on grief. So I thought instead of telling them about the books on the Winstons Wish and Child Bereavement UK websites, I would buyContinue reading “Better for Etta Kindness Campaign Day 13”

Better for Etta Kindness Campaign Day 7

Today’s kind act was perfect for a chilly day like today. As a family, we got wrapped up in our woolly hats and scarves (and my favourite snuggly woolly coatigan) to take part in #winterwoollyweds for Child Bereavement UK. All you need to do is get wrapped up and donate as little or as muchContinue reading “Better for Etta Kindness Campaign Day 7”

How do you parent a dead child?

Imagine the scene… You get in the car from the hospital and see the car seat you carefully installed. You arrive to freshly washed baby clothes in the drawers and a crib by the bed. You look down and see a rounded stomach and milk leaking through your top. You find gifts and cards welcomingContinue reading “How do you parent a dead child?”

This is grief (and this is and this is…)

Grief isn’t what I expected it to be. People don’t often talk about it, even though everyone will go through losing a loved one at some point in their life. I’ve never lost anybody close to me before and even if I had, I’m not sure it would have prepared me for Etta dying anyway.Continue reading “This is grief (and this is and this is…)”

Being Etta’s Grandpa

I asked my own dad if he would like to write something on this blog for Father’s Day. He wasn’t too sure but reading his words I’m so glad I asked. It reminds me that the death of a baby or child isn’t just felt by the parents and that my own father is noContinue reading “Being Etta’s Grandpa”

I had a miscarriage.

It was hard to think of a title for this blog post so I thought I’d just come out and say it. I never ‘announced’ I was pregnant with Ezzie or Etta on social media until they were born so it feels strange to be announcing this pregnancy and the end of it in oneContinue reading “I had a miscarriage.”

Moving forward not moving on

This morning Ezzie and I said goodbye to our house in Cheltenham for the last time. It’s been a really strange week of trying to say goodbye to our favourite people and places there without really being able to. One of my close friends flew back to America this week and said because of theContinue reading “Moving forward not moving on”

Half a year and half a world away

This week marks six months since Etta was born. Time has been so warped by coronavirus that it feels like a lifetime ago. If she was still alive, it is a milestone that I definitely would have celebrated so feels only right that I still mark it even though she’s not here. So, what doContinue reading “Half a year and half a world away”