You Are Not Alone: A Letter to Every Mother Who Has Loved and Lost
You Are Not Alone: A Letter to Every Mother Who Has Loved and Lost I waited ten years to hear the words, “You’re pregnant.” Ten years of hoping, praying, dreaming. When I finally saw those two lines, my world lit up. At last, I was going to be a mum. At last, the day I had prayed for had come. The first scan — a little foetus. My heart swelled. The second scan — a heartbeat. Oh, the joy. I could have carried the sound with me forever. Then came the third scan — and my world broke. No movement. No heartbeat. A silence so heavy it crushed me. I can’t describe the feeling of knowing that I would never hear that tiny heartbeat again. My heart sank deep into a darkness I didn’t know existed. Doubts began to creep in. Did I do something wrong? Did God decide I was a bad mother and take my baby away? Was I not deserving of this precious gift? The pain was more than sadness. It was anger. It was hatred. It was confusion. It was feeling betr...