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Too all the Dad’s on Fathers Day. Whether your children are here, in the stars, or still to become. You are all Dad’s, and perfect to us. ✨✨ Repost @qendoau ...

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3 years ago, Your Daddy woke up and snuggled you, he fed you breakfast, he bathed and dressed you. You were bright and full of smiles, the special ones you saved for Daddy. Later, we went out for coffee. Mummy wanted you to have more fluids, so we went to get the grape flavored pedialyte from the pharmacy. (Mummy was convinced you liked it better). You seemed to have turned a corner. When the nurse called, Mummy said we didn’t need a visit today. You were so much better. She told Daddy to go out for a little Daddy self-care hour. You and Mummy snuggled on the couch while we waited for him. You lay on top of her the rest of the day. She can still feel your warm body asleep on her. Your heart on her heart. When she got up, she held your body against hers. She didn’t put you down all day. She was so used to your low muscle tone, your breathing less, she didn’t notice if it was worse than normal. This was our normal. You had a seizure, Mummy gave you your meds, you went back to sleep on Mummy’s heart.

Your Aunty C and little friend O arrived in the evening bringing warmth and love as always. We’d planned to have pizza for dinner with our little families. Another seizure came and Aunty C held you close while Mummy went to get your rescue meds. Out of my embrace for only moments, the first time in hours. You took your chance.

I know you couldn’t do it while I held you.

You lay with us. Your Daddy and I both begging you to come back. Take one more breath. But there were no more left.

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Hello Sunday, hello new faces and old.
Who am I and why should you care? I’m Priyanka, I’ve had 3 pregnancies, born 2 babies and have one living child, and one amazing husband. Our first born, Baby Lily is forever 10 months old. Everyday I carry hope, love, happiness, sadness and grief. Yes they all sit alongside each other in a familiar ’achey after a long walk’ sort of way.
Im here to share that the struggle is real and that good things still happen even when you have lost hope. That motherhood is hard and all kinds of magical, no matter if your child is healthy, medically complex or living in the stars. That you can survive and even thrive after trauma but still never get over it. That it is ok to be a different you from the person that you were before. That there is an incredible community of women here to help carry you, in your hardest moments. Starting with me showing up here for you💥 💋P x

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