For my lost babies

Someday I’ll wish upon a star, and wake up when the clouds are behind me, where troubles melt like lemon drops, away above the chimney tops, that’s where you’ll find me.

Somewhere over the rainbow, bluebirds fly

Birds fly over the rainbow, why then, oh why can’t I

If happy little bluebirds fly beyond the rainbow, why, oh why can’t I?

Mummy and Daddys 1st dance.

(words by E.Y. Harburg and Harold Arlen)

To my first darling baby,

You were conceived in this month a year ago. The month of May will always be very special to me as I see it as your time.

You were alive inside of me for the most of it and I didn’t even know. It was a special and innocent time.

Thinking of you,

With all the love and cuddles in the world,

Mummy x.