I know this post doesn’t tie in with pregnancy and babies to many of you…but to me it does. At 19 weeks pregnant I lost my mum,after a long battle with cancer.
When I first found out I was pregnant she was over the moon. She couldn’t care less about who the daddy was and why he wasn’t there. All she cared about was becoming a nana.
It was her enthusiasm about everything that helped me get over any worries and anxiety I had about the whole situation.
After my 12 week scan it was becoming clear that mum didn’t have long left. So instead of focusing on the bad she focused on helping the baby to have memories of her in lots of different ways.
I purchased a book from etsy called “letters to my baby”, mum wrote a letter to her for each year up until the age of 18. She put in stories about me as a child and lots of pictures so it all made sense.
Another thing we managed to do is get a recording of my mum singing twinkle twinkle little star. That recording was then sowed inside of a teddy my mum had picked for her and will always be near her.
And of course she chose the name, which I still don’t know, but I have no doubt she chose a good one ☺️
I won’t lie, it’s been the hardest few weeks ever and I don’t expect the pain of losing her to ever go away.
But I promise my daughter will always be told stories about her nana and what she was like. And I know my mum will always be with us.
