Going Home

I finally got to go home on the 25th May,2002 the day before the funeral was to be held. I had great home support from Tanya who had made a meal for us. The home midwife service and still cards and flowers came everyday for about a week. I feel the worst was yet to come I still had to wait for the birth and death certificate's to arrive and I had no baby at home to show for any of this. My arms really ached I felt my son should have been feeding from me, I felt so alone and such a loss an emptiness that satyed with me for months and it was so real.