Over the past nearly 6 weeks, since the lost of my dear daughter Ivy-Mae, I’ve noticed how taboo the subject of baby loss really is. I’ve noticed how few people will actually ask me about my daughter, from the normal questions to what actually happened and why she was no longer here. I fully understand how awkward some people feel about it all, it’s not “normal” for a parent to have to say goodbye to their baby. I’ve lost friends due to the loss of Ivy, perhaps because they don’t know what to say or perhaps because they were never really friends in the first place. I feel as if I walk around with an “approach with caution” sign attached to me, everyone treading carefully so as not to trigger me into some full blown breakdown. FYI- I WILL NOT BREAK DOWN IF YOU ASK ME ABOUT MY ANGEL BABY!! I WILL NOT HATE YOU FOR MENTIONING DEATH IN FRONT OF ME. I WON’T DESPISE YOU FOR HAVING CHILDREN. I DO NOT NEED TO BE WRAPPED UP IN COTTON WOOL.

Trust me I’ve lost my baby, nothing else will cause me as much heartache and despair as that did.

I want to challenge the taboo, I want people to start taking. Us women are still mothers, we are still human and we are still us. 💗