Learning to live with grief

Sitting on the hospital bed, my bottom lip began to tremble as I watched the expression on the doctor’s face changing and he started to speak. ‘The foetus has stopped developing,’ he said softly. ‘I’m so sorry.’ I’d been 12 weeks gone when I turned up at hospital for my scan that day – at least I’d thought I was. I’d spent three months imagining myself as a mum, showing off my smiling baby. But it turned out my baby had died weeks earlier, and I’d been walking around with a huge smile on my face, announcing the news to friends and family, oblivious.

‘I found the ordeal difficult to talk about’

When you first see your positive pregnancy test,