Last December I had a traumatic experience, my second child was stillborn.
This was due to a true knot (a knot in the umbilical cord that stops the flow of oxygen). It was an unexpected and unforeseen tragedy.
Immediately after giving birth to my stillborn daughter, I was to discover there found there was little to no support to help me through this horrible time in my life.
At 37 weeks into my healthy pregnancy, one day I woke with no movement. I was told that my baby had died. I was yet to give birth to the daughter I had already name Charlee but suddenly I had to think about funeral arrangements.
For nine long months I had been dreaming of Charlee’s life. Instead I was handed bereavement forms and information packs- telling me what to expect, what to do next, how my relationship would suffer and how others would react to my baby born sleeping.