Most women don’t look like the mums sitting on the front of Mother’s Day cards. Today, Mamamia celebrates all kinds of mums. For more stories about the reality of motherhood, check out Mamamia’s Mother’s Day hub page.
Trigger warning: This story discusses the loss of a baby who was stillborn. It contains images of the deceased child and will be disturbing for many readers. If you would like to speak with someone, please contact the Sands Australia 24 hour support line on 1300 072 637 for support.
I have vivid memories of Mother’s Day from my childhood. The time my sister and I spent on handcrafting cards and dividing up duties to make our loved one feel special; how I became the self-dubbed ‘head chef’ of pancakes and poorly-made cups of tea and the struggle to find the perfect gift to tell her how much we loved her.
At the time, I thought nothing of it, but after becoming a mother, I realise how much these gestures are truly appreciated.
In the lead up to Mother’s Day, we are bombarded with advertisements for chocolates, magazine subscriptions and beauty vouchers, of the perfect bunch of flowers and high tea luncheons. It is hard to ignore the picture perfect families they feature, however the reality for many, myself included, is much different.
From the outside, we are a family of three – a husband, wife and their toddler son. I am often asked the question: when will you have another? It is an innocent enough request, to those who have not experienced loss, but they do not know how my throat closes up and my heart aches before I answer “one day”.
You see, my son does have a sibling, a baby brother born in January. He would be four months old if he had lived. At 25 weeks pregnant, we were given the devastating news he had Congenital Diaphragmatic Hernia, meaning a hole in his diaphragm had allowed his organs, including his intestines, bowel and liver, into his chest. He also had a genetic anomaly. We were told he had a 25 per cent chance of surviving – odds he sadly did not beat. He was born sleeping at almost 30 weeks gestation and filled our hearts with love and grief all at once.