The weeks and months were hard after the funeral. Life was complicated and I didn’t know how to deal with any of it. I lost a piece of me – my Harrison, my beautiful boy.

I lost my first-born Harrison at 36+6 (born 37+1) in 2011, he was stillborn and there were “no obvious” reasons for his death.

I am sure this is not what you expected, I know it was not what I had or in my case for my second loss of my twins. Not the first 100 we should have been marking.