They say time can be a healer – and it can be in some cases – but anyone who has gone through the death of a baby will know the grief and sadness will never truly leave you.
People always ask me how many kids I have and the first instinct is always to say “two”, as we now have our five-year-old Melody and two-yearold Heather.
Thankfully I’m strong enough now to always say “three”, as our eldest Libby came into the world on May 30, 2012.
We had gone pretty much the full term and took joy in every movement and kick, had the nursery painted and were ready to embrace parenthood with open arms.
Then, just days before the due date, she was gone – and we knew she had gone deep down. We went to hospital the next morning clinging to some false hope, and because we were so far on my incredibly brave wife had to go through the literal and emotional pain of giving birth to our daughter.
She was beautiful in every way and we got to spend several hours with her that we’ll always cherish. And then we went home, completely numb, dazed, overwhelmed, disorientated and exhausted by it all.
Fast forward six years and it’s fair to say we wouldn’t have got through it without the support of the Fife Sands community – and it’s also fair to say baby loss is far more common that one might think. Every story is different and equally as devastating but sharing these stories with others who have been through similar experiences has certainly helped.
Whatever your circumstances, please do light a candle for the Wave of Light at 7pm on Monday night for all our babies briefly known, forever loved.