Here is the diary of the first few months following the death, before birth, of a much-loved and wanted child.
The story is brought right up to date, end of 2012.
The process of grieving, memories, and what next?
REMOVALS AND DELIVERIES
The pregnancy was nearly 8 months; I kept counting the dates, the markers that all would be well, passing the key time: 12 weeks, 20 weeks, the scans, the first movements, half way, 24 weeks, 28 weeks, 32 weeks, and the home straight. The nearer the goal, the more likely the baby would survive, even if born early. Willing Freda to make it, nearly there.
Not really thinking anything could go wrong at this stage. More worried about when the baby would arrive, would the house move and uncertainty mean that baby arrived early. Jokin...