Dear Samuel

When we were in hospital, there was a quote I read often that said…. “Maybe life isn’t about avoiding the bruises. Maybe it’s about collecting the scars to prove we showed up for it”. Well my sweet little boy, you collected more scars than any of us in your short


was hanging washing on the line when it happened. A gush of liquid between my
legs, enough to soak through to my shorts. I was 15 weeks pregnant and it
puzzled me. I had two boys, 4 and 2 years old, so I should have known enough
about pregnancy to realise what had


In mid 2016, my husband and I had a surprise positive
pregnancy test.

With four boisterous  kids already (1 girl and 3 very lively boys), and my
husband having adamantly voiced numerous times that our family was 100%
complete, it came as quite a shock to both of us. Hubby struggled to get

The Beautiful Unknown

My name is Rita, I’ve been married for 35 years to my
husband Michael and we have 10 children. I’ve also had 5 miscarriages. When we
were first married, I didn’t think I would be able to fall pregnant, because it
didn’t happen straight away and you expect that it will. When I

My baby, my inspiration

My inspiration for this site is my daughter Sarai, my first child, who was born at 22 weeks and did not survive the delivery.

When I fell pregnant with Sarai I’d been married for seven months and was so happy and excited about the pregnancy. But at 17 weeks, in the