We are “lucky” in that we did manage some kind of memory out of our time with Melody.
I feel ungrateful some times, that I wish we had more.
There have been missed moments that should have been a memory.
My eldest was given a dragon as a baby,
all the children apart from Melody has enjoyed him.
“If I had known she would be gone…”
I’d have taken him to see her.
Or laid her on the bumblebee costume they have all tried on.
Small words on their own, powerful together.
She had such a personality about her, even as such a tiny little thing,
she was,just amazing.
Four years ago, I wasn’t even 12 weeks pregnant with her, but began such a journey we had never envisaged.
It is hard to pick one specific memory, or one that I haven’t shared yet.
Because although there are 35 days worth, it’ll not be enough.
There would be the first time, I met her; I was terrified to touch her, but I couldn’t get close enough, because of my wheelchair and her leads.
The day this photo was taken, we had been given hope.
A day to come home.