So the 13th of November marks 3 years since we lost our baby. It was Friday the 13th and I only knew I was pregnant for around 6 hours before I began bleeding. At this point I hadn’t had chance to tell my SO. Needless to say he was extremely shocked when he called me and I was at the emergency doctors and of course, had to explain to him why.

Anyway, my godson turns 2 next month and my cousin(his mum) just moved house and she set aside a changing unit, cot and some other bits for us since we are TTC again.

So tonight she bought them around for us. While I really appreciate it all so much, it just made me realise how much of a struggle I’m going through with TTC and I honestly just wanna sit and cry!

Our rainbow baby needs to happen now so badly!

I feel like such a mental case having a room full of stuff for a baby that doesn’t even exist yet!

Please pray for us and send baby dust and positive vibes ❤️