First steps to your ‘new normal’

It’s been a busy few days for Henry and I. Last Tuesday we were at Salford University as I was the first bereaved parent to be involved in their incredible bereavement simulation training days for student midwives. Effectively supporting bereaved parents is the biggest concern for virtually every single one of the many hundreds of [...]

Out of the mouths of babes

So after an unfortunate Saturday morning working in Blackpool (any Saturday mornings working are unfortunate, nothing against Blackpool!), it turned out that my sister-in-law Jodie and my wonderful niece Millie (not that Jodie's not wonderful too, of course) were also in Blackpool on a weekend trip. So I took the opportunity to go and hang [...]

But the world keeps turning…

So, two days after Henry's funeral, I was back at work. I'm lucky, I work in the healthcare industry - it's packed full of people who care, people who have compassion. So every customer I went to see, every hospital I got to, I was surrounded by love and support - and a special shout [...]

The days that followed – numbness and compassion

So how do you prepare yourself to walk out without your child, with just a memory box to help fill your empty arms? You can’t. Nothing can prepare you for that. We got home on that Sunday afternoon, and I can’t remember a thing about the rest of the day. We were both just numb, [...]

Two days to last a lifetime

Two days to make a lifetime of memories. I think I slept for about an hour, maybe two, that night, in a handful of short bursts. Briony was kept in the normal delivery room overnight for observation. I slept in fits and starts in the chair next to her, cuddling Henry, putting him back in [...]

Father’s day when your son isn’t here

I'm taking a break from walking you all through our journey in order today to say thanks to Facebook. Thanks tastecard. Thanks a lot Thorntons. Thanks a lot England Rugby. Thanks very much Village Hotels and the Foundry Project (the free pint DOES sound good though). Thanks a lot even the bloody Royal Horticultural Society [...]