After Mother’s Day followed Mason’s first birthday on 13 July 2018. As every mother, one envisions their child’s first birthday. I already had screenshots, pictures, photos, cake and decoration inspo saved and Mason hadn’t even been born yet. You do a whole lot of imagining in your head about what your life is going to … More Happy first birthday Masey Moo!
I know, I know, I have been so slack. I am disappointed in myself for not writing more. I have had many of you ask when I will be doing a new post or where have I been. I am sorry. But I have been busy. A good kind of busy. Where do I start. … More Birthday, Bali & Mothers Day
13 April 2018. Who would have thought I would make it this far. It feels like only yesterday when I was doing my first post about being pregnant, labor and delivery. How has it been 9 months since I first saw Mason? I have forgotten what it felt like to be pregnant. Some days I stop … More 9…err 10 months in, 9 months out
December. Christmas is coming. This was me, the Christmas before, having just annouced to our world that I was 13 weeks pregnant. EXCITED. HAPPY. I love Christmas. I mean who doesn’t. I have always been blessed to have had every Christmas filled with lots of love, laughter, happiness, good health, big feasts and gifts. … More My Mason Tree
And the world keeps going. Nothing stops. I still had to do the groceries, go to the post office, go shopping, get a hair cut. I would be out in public thinking do they know? Does my face show that I had lost a baby? Why wont they ask me? Why has everyone slowly stopped … More Double whammy
Friday 28 July 2017. 11am. Mason’s funeral. We didn’t really sleep the night before. Saunders and I chatted in bed in each others arms trying to fully accept that the next day would be our son’s funeral. I got out of bed, had a shower and did my hair and makeup. Put my dress on. … More No fancy title for this one. The funeral
The week after Mason headed for the stars was such a blur. Time didn’t stop. We didn’t have time to shower. We didn’t have time to eat. We didn’t have time to grieve. We were running on adrenaline. We had to organise the perfect funeral for our beautiful baby boy. You only get one chance … More Another chance, another sign
Mornings and nights are the toughest. It’s when the world feels like it has stopped for you. Finally it stops. Finally it grieves for you and acknowledges that you have lost your baby. The night time silence is ear piercing. Deafening. You toss and turn all night. I still have to sleep with the pillows … More The house looks like a baby lives here but where’s the baby?
The previous blogs I had written literally flowed out of me from heart to keyboard and I was excited to write them. This blog took me a few days, I don’t know if I was subconsciously trying to put it off as once I did write this blog then it would confirm Mason was no … More Seeing stars and saying goodbye
As the days slowly went by Mason was looking better and better, giving us hope that he was on the mend. It was only until the Consultant Pediatrician told us that they had taken Mason off the cooling bed and had started warming him up to normal temperature which would mean if he could, he … More Results, the last day & that ugly green leopard print jumpsuit