After losing our daughter, Bea, in May at 20 weeks, I finally had the courage to make a baby box with a blanket I knitted for her before she left us, the 12 week scan picture, our hospital wristbands (hers is the tiny pink one and it really was far too large), her urn, a certificate recognising her birth as we can’t have an official birth certificate, and the teddy and and treasure box the hospital gave us with a memory card of pictures. We still haven’t looked at the photos (although I have one on my phone) but this has marked a huge moment for us to be able to get these things together almost three months later. Her due date was supposed to be 18 September and I’m still not sure how to feel but this is progress and something we’ll never forget.