Posts Tagged ‘preeclampsia’

Memories of Summer

This summer was supposed to be the best ever. It’s my favourite season. I had such high hopes, high expectations. Winter is my least-favourite season. Last winter, I had sat on my sofa hugging my ever-growing baby bump. My baby was due to be born in early June, right at the beginning of summer. I thought […] Read more…

Achy heart and achy legs

My achy heart has given me achy legs. I’m a comfort eater, and for a few months I ate my way through my grief over losing Hugo. During the worst of my sorrow I didn’t go out much either, preferring the safe sanctuary of my home. You might think I am entitled to comfort eating and hiding away […] Read more…

A Challenging Year

The first challenge was getting pregnant in the first place. Two years, many fertility investigations and a round of Clomid later, those longed-for two little lines finally appeared on the stick. The next challenge was making sure the baby stayed. Scans at seven, 12 and 20 weeks revealed a healthy foetus with a strongly-beating heart. We felt so […] Read more…

World Breastfeeding Week: Expressing breast milk for a very premature baby

In honour of World Breastfeeding Week, I would like to share my experiences of expressing my breast milk for my very premature son, Hugo. Hugo was born at 24 weeks because I had HELLP syndrome and pre-eclampsia. In the days between the diagnosis and the delivery, I had worried that due to the extreme prematurity I would be […] Read more…

The Lexicon of Death

Our culture struggles to deal with death. Many of us are unwilling to accept the inevitable will happen to us all, and to those we love sooner or hopefully later. We equip ourselves with an array of euphemisms to help us skirt around the subject – ‘passed away’, ‘gone’, ‘at peace’ and ‘departed’ are just […] Read more…

The Pram

You’d have loved the pram I had chosen for you, Hugo. Mummy and Daddy had been trying for you for more than two years. We were over the moon and so excited when we knew you were in my tummy. Mummy spent lots of her spare time looking up things about pregnancy, what you were […] Read more…

Finding purpose after Hugo

I am a childless mother. My only child – my son, Hugo, died earlier this year at the age of 35 days. I am heartbroken. Lost. Disconnected from the rest of the world. People have been wonderful, but it’s impossible for the majority of them to know how Martin and I feel to have lost a […] Read more…

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