When I started writing Songs & Sonnets, I didn’t expect it to be an infertility blog. Sure, I thought I would write about our attempts to conceive, but that was supposed to be just one strand of it – I planned to write about my everyday life, mindfulness, mental health, my faith more broadly, and of course to share my poems: hence the name.
Nine months later, this blog has developed an identity of its own and I decided to make this official with a change of name and a new look. So, welcome to Mama, Interrupted. It may not be the cheeriest blog in the world, but it’s honest and (I think) says something important and I hope, one day, we will get our happy ending.
If I hadn’t had a miscarriage, little May would have been due tomorrow.
There aren’t really any words.
But I took her Bitburger tankard – a freebie I earned from drinking lots of non-alcoholic beer when pregnant – and filled it with daffodils and tulips. My favourite flowers, usually long gone by this time of year.
Rest in peace, baby May. Your mummies will never forget you.