05/11/2026
As I reflect on the fact that today should have been my daughter’s due date, I hold in my hands a little piece of everything that remains from those precious days… Her sweet scent still lingering on her tiny hat, and the little teddy bear that stayed by her side…
I cannot put into words the depth of the pain I feel when I think of all those memories, or how incredibly unfair life has been in not allowing me to bring home the daughter I had dreamed of, prayed for, and longed to hold in my arms for so long.
I pray to God with gratitude for allowing me to be her mother, for giving me the most beautiful and strongest little girl in the world. I am forever grateful for the honour of being chosen to be her mummy, for the 48 precious hours I was blessed to spend by her side, for every cuddle and every kiss, and for every tiny, perfect detail that made me certain God had given us the most precious gift.
My Charlotte will forever be the best part of me, and I am a better human being today, because of her.
May the Lord keep her safe beneath His sacred mantle. May she always feel the depth of our love and how terribly we miss her, and may she never, ever forget that she is loved with every single beat of my heart 🩷🪽
