In August 2024, when I received the devastating news that my baby would be born with a severe heart defect and might not survive, my two youngest children were with me. The doctor advised me to consider termination, as the road ahead would be fraught with challenges. I returned home to weigh my options, but I knew I needed to involve my children in the conversation. At 22 weeks gestation, their little sister was already deeply loved, and there was no way to avoid the grief that would come, regardless of the decision.
I gently told my daughter Sian, who was just seven years old at the time, that her sister might not live long and that it would be incredibly sad if we met her only to lose her. At that moment, I had no idea what the best course of action was for our family. Read the full story here ▶
