Posts Tagged ‘grief’

Two Years of Hugo’s Legacy

Today marks two years of Hugo’s Legacy. I was reminded of this by a Facebook memory this morning, which prompted me to think about everything that has happened since I hit ‘publish’ on that first post. In April 2014 I was in that stage of raw, visceral early grief. I was confused, angry, frightened. Full […] Read more…

I Break Down…and I Pick Myself Up Again

I was broken. My heart was broken, shattered, devastated. My baby boy, gone. I picked myself up. I worked. I created Hugo’s legacy. I picked myself up. Again and again and again. Dusted myself off and kept going, despite the battles, the challenges, the lack of proper support. Fought through the loneliness, the despair, the […] Read more…

I Thought We Had More Time

I thought we had more time. Precious photos, me posing proudly with my burgeoning bump. But those photos are too few: at 23 weeks, I thought we had more time. After diagnosis, in hospital, Hugo was not born that first night. More time granted. Precious time for my precious baby to grow, be strong. Transferred […] Read more…

Mother’s Day as an Empty-Armed Mother

It’s Mother’s Day this weekend. It will be my third in my two years as a mother. My first, in 2014, came just three days after Hugo died. On that first Mother’s Day I took to my bed. Neither Martin or I left the house, and I avoided social media. I knew seeing happy families […] Read more…

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