I fell pregnant during Luke’s treatment in 1998. It was a normal pregnancy, but having a sick son to deal with certainly kept me occupied.
It was during my second trimester, that things went pear-shaped. Luke was undergoing some tests at the hospital, when I mentioned to his nurses that I hadn’t felt any movement!
They sent me off for an ultrasound and I was shocked by the news. Our baby had no heart beat…I had suffered a stillbirth at 26 weeks gestation.
Unfortunately I needed to be induced so that I could go through labour and deliver the baby.
My obstetrician was able to induce me at the hospital and some hours later on 02/09/1998…Cody Alan came into and subsequently left this earth.
There was no fanfare, just alot of sadness and grief that out little son never had the opportunity to open his eyes and meet us. Nor did he have the chance to feel the unconditional love penetrate through his very being.
This was a tragic day for my husband and I, as well as for our families. We organised a private funeral where Cody Alan was laid to rest.
A fleeting moment
our chance to connect
my love was lost
when you were laid to rest.
Wrapped in a blanket
a bonnet on your head
these photos are all
that we have left.