With both Emma and Georgie I had a multitude of baby blankets. I wanted my babies to feel warm and safe and cuddly. To my babies, those blankies were my love, wrapped tight around them, keeping them comfy. Emma still get new blankets, even now at 5. Her latest is a Frozen one, of course. I can no longer do it for my Georgie. I can no longer wrap blankies and love around his little frame. I can no longer keep him safe and well. But when I heard about the Dettol campaign, I knew I can do it for others babies and children who need help! Dettol is encouraging us all to donate baby blankets we no longer need to give a good start in life to babies in the UK whose mummies can’t afford them. Not only that, they will go a step further and donate £1 per blankie donated to the Sparks charity, a children’s medical research charity. If you have been following this blog, you know that fundraising for research childhood …

I have reached this point in my grieving process when all I can see is pain. The pain of the past. My baby’s pain. The horrible, bone-drilling, gut-wrenching, smile-stealing pain that transformed my happy and bright boy into a shell, a shadow, a lifeless body. Our pain, as parents. The shocking, blinding pain of a merciless diagnosis for our beloved son. The pain of lost hopes and dreams. The draining pain of silences, of cruel words, of misguided sermons, of insensitive questions. The pain, the unbearable pain of seeing our son go before us. The pain of the present. The pain that permeates our lives, on every level and in almost every instance. The pain of what could have been, of which we are given cruel reminders every single day. The pain of what will never be, marking every milestone Georgie should have reached. The pain of love that will never be poured over into his life, into his growth, into his development. The pain of the future. The prospect of another sibling for our …

Since 2012 I am part of this amazing blogger community. They have seen me through my lowest points and they have spurred me on to become a writer of grief and joy and the in-betweens. But bloggers do more than blogging. They change lives through their deliberate acts of support and they do it in the funniest of ways too! Last year, I followed in awe the dedicated and fun Honk Team in their bloggers’ relay adventure from Lands End to John O’Groats, to raise over £30k for Comic Relief. I pledged I will join in the following year. And I am! I am joining in the effort of trying to raise £100K as bloggers and as part of the Honk Team! This year, there will be a six-hour danceathon taking place in the Wembley Arena on Sunday the 8th of March, with over 2000 participants, of which 500 places have been reserved for the amazing Team Honk. As you know, we lost our precious Georgie last July and ever since, my energy has been …