My husband has rather bravely and eloquently shared his thoughts, feelings and remembrances of when we lost our precious babies. It has been 12 years in the making and I am very, very proud of him for writing this. Dad’s can get somewhat marginalized as they were not the ones who carried and gave birth to the babies, however, with this blog by my husband, there is another strong male voice to encourage other Dad’s to share too.
So its late where I am currently and I find myself reflecting.
This time of year is always very difficult for me and my partner as it marks the darkest time of our lives.
Reverse back for a moment to 2007, we had been married for less than a year and were looking forward to the arrival of twins. I remember the time vividly Easter was coming early at the end of March and we had around 3 months to go before our happy arrival.
I am always fuzzy on dates but I remember a few days before everything happened my partner had suffered pain in the car outside a local supermarket. It came and went within a few minutes and we thought nothing much about it..
I had just gotten home from work a few days later and was met with a phone call from my partners boss who…
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