My second daughter was due to be born on March 29, 2012. Instead, she was stillborn at 29 weeks on January 14. I miss her enormously.
I live with R, our daughter E, who was three years old when her sister, Anja, died, and M, the little brother born almost 16 months later.
If you stumble across this and you think you might know me, I would appreciate you telling me you’re reading here. I would also appreciate you keeping it just between you and me. I don’t want anyone to feel hurt that I haven’t shared this space with them, but I have needed this to be all my own: safe, secure, and for now, secret except to those other members of this terrible ‘club.’