by ANONYMOUS
Ironically my wife is away for work this week and I choose to go back through my daughter Esther’s little box.
Esther was born and died on the 14-01-2011.
Her little box contains her birth detail card, the newspaper on that day, all the cards from family and friend. Alongside the box on a shelf sits a pink teddy, a small quilt and the ashes of our beautiful daughter.
We were faced with the decision to terminate our pregnancy – a story not told out loud.
Here is her story.
I am a builder and my wife is an industrial officer. We both work really hard and balance our work and family life. At the time we had two boys. Henry was 7 and Joshua was 5.
My wife and I had decided to put off telling people about the pregnancy, as there was restructuring going on in her work and it seemed more sensible to keep it quiet.
So that year on Christmas day we told our family that we were expecting a baby due on the 1st of May which made my wife around 20 weeks pregnant.
She did not end up having the 20 week scan until the middle of January which made her 23 weeks pregnant. In those three weeks from Christmas to the 20 week scan, we told our friends and work colleagues. As you would expect, everyone was excited for us and pleased. I didn’t think anything of it and we were in the clear. We’d made it past the 12 and 15 week milestones and had no other problems with the other two babies.