It’s here again

It’s here again. That 1 day a month where it feels like I’ve been gutted and I’m just a walking shell. 

It has been 4 months since we lost Emmet on the 22nd. Every month I think ‘maybe this day will get better’ and every moth this day feels exactly the same. Every month is one month further away from them and one month closer to their due date.

However I have baked red velvet cake and I am determined to be happy and cheerful for one of my best friends birthdays. It not fair to be a party pooper, even if the smile is fake.

Love and support always, 

Surviving Miscarriage Together x