How does anybody say goodbye to something as precious as a baby?
When I was a child, I'd say 8 & upwards, I started to think a lot about my sister. One thing I remember thinking was 'my parents only knew her for a little while so they wouldn't have been that attached to her'. Reading that must make me sound heartless but I truly didn't know how my parents felt until I became pregnant myself. I didn't even need to see my little bundle, just knowing she was there, growing inside me, made me realise the agony they must've gone through.
I found that Sharon's death affected how I was with my babies too. I lived with my Mum when I had my first baby and she was a sleeper! One day she slept from 9pm till 11am! I let her sleep but I was checking her every ten minutes, poking, prodding and watching for chest movements. I'm sure my Mum must've been a state those first few months with her Grandchildren but she hid it well.