As the date approaches for the one year anniversary, since I lost our baby through miscarriage, I can feel a pain in my heart and a tightness in my chest.I never expected to be where I am,12 months later.It’s been a dreadfully hard 12 months. So much has changed as well and life keeps moving fast that I struggle to… Read more →
2373 Sacred Scripture and the Church’s traditional practice see in large families a sign of God’s blessing and the parents’ generosity.163 (Catechism of the Catholic Church) Most people know we are expecting our 8th baby this October. When I found out, shock was an understatement and it’s taking a while for it to truly sink in. I was still very… Read more →
The first day of the new year, a step forward to something new. I look back at 2016 with a heavy heart. As I take a step forward, at the same time, I feel I take a step further away from our precious baby we lost. Christmas was hard as it felt like something was missing, a gap, a hole… Read more →
Lola. This name I have heard all year, from my four year old, who has a little friend name Lila, but he calls her Lola. Every time time he said it, it melt my heart and I quickly fell in love with the name. So when I fell pregnant, the name Lola was on my mind. As always I googled… Read more →
Something that never occurred to me when I lost these babies, is that I was accompanying these babies to heaven. And though it has taken many tears to realise this I feel incredibly blessed to have been chosen for this task. Infact I feel more than that, I feel honoured because I never thought in a million years that I… Read more →
When God has His final say. God will always have the final say. No matter what, no matter the situation. We as followers need to learn to ride with the tide so to speak. But sometimes His final word can seem cruel and unfair. In the midst of grief it’s hard to see that there will be a bigger purpose… Read more →
It’s amazing how something so simple can trigger off emotions that have been tucked away for good reason. I’ve been painting these churbs and as I paint their delicate small faces images of the babies I lost enter my mind, and I can’t help but wonder if these faces are in fact the faces of my angels, my churbs in… Read more →
