Somehow a week has passed since our angel Harry was born sleeping, a week has passed since he was last held close to my chest and I cuddled him like there was no tomorrow. Even though tomorrow came and went I have held on tight to that memory of holding him in so close.
There is so much emotion, thoughts and feelings that are almost brimming over to be written down but I am not ready to put them down on
paper blog paper yet. I am not ready to part with those thoughts, like I want to protect them and hold them in close as that is my link to Harry. Does that make sense?
The feelings are so raw still, my body still very much going through the post natal stage, still acting as though there is a baby here. Every hormone mixes with grief and it makes time stand still. So while time has passed and we are one week on, Daddy Lloyd and I are still very much in that hospital room with Harry cuddled between us.
We have been humbled by the love and support that has come from everyone, you all know who you are. I may never be able to thank you all enough personally but I want everyone to know that everything that you have said and done has been so kind and so thoughtful. At times our grief has felt so isolating but a message of support helps us realise we are not going through this alone. That Harry and the rest of Team Lloyd are loved. Love is keeping us going.