Life sometimes delivers blows that you didn’t expect. And sometimes it they’re so painful that you wish you were made of steel, not of flesh and not of materials to susceptible to hurt.
Three days ago, Chloe and I lost our unborn child. A cruel twist of fate so soon after we’d had the pleasure of sharing our amazing news with everybody. It was a cruel, cruel, cruel blow.
She knew. She knew the moment she told me we needed to go to the hospital. And I knew. I could tell by the panic in her eyes.
I’ve learnt to accept life’s blows with a dignified acceptance. Yes, it hurts. Yes, my family aches for this loss. Yes, my wife is in pain. But I can only conclude there must have been a reason that this child, this tiny little baby, wasn’t meant for this world.
I take solace in the fact that he or she will be spared the incomprehensible cruelties of this world, of humanity… Perhaps he or she is with Grandma and Grandad somewhere much more beautiful than here, somewhere much purer. I hope…
I also take stock once again of what I do have (rather than focussing on what I don’t have).
My beautiful baby girl
My incredible son
My stunning wife
My inspirational sister
My cheeky little nephew
I am fortunate in so many ways.
To my tiny, precious unborn child… to the one never meant for this world. Mummy and Daddy love you. Eternally in our hearts and thoughts x