Life just isn’t fair.
I haven’t been following this blog for terribly long, but in the short time I’ve been following Eva’s story, she has truly captured my heart.
I don’t have the words to express how deeply sorry and saddened I am and how I wish I could wrap Eva’s Mum up in love.
I am so sorry about your Peanut. She touched so many hearts.
What a difference a day makes.
Yesterday I was excited about Eva’s new high chair and today there is no Eva to sit in it.
Last night at around 9pm Eva woke crying. Both I and my amazing and brave housemate Ess went into comfort her. Ess passed her to me and we could tell something wasn’t right. Eva was taking great gasping breaths. Then suddenly she stopped.
She started to turn purple around the lips and it was at that point that Ess took over, putting Eva back down and starting chest compressions. We kept going until the ambulance and fire trucks arrived and then they took over. By 9.30pm they gave up and let my little girl relax.
A simple cold one day, and gone the next.
I don’t have clever metaphors today. I don’t have creative flow or inspired words. I have all encompassing grief that abates…
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