Last night I sat in bed on my laptop and out of the blue I decided to count how many days it had been since Elliott was born.
I counted…100 days…
I was gripped with an unbearable sadness, 100 days already has gone by, 100 days in the rest of our lives.
I did wonder though, what made me count? And what made me count yesterday of all days?
Maybe it was a complete fluke chance that of all days to count I counted to 100.
But I do wonder was it an unexplainable connection between mother and child that transcends all things? Did my heart already know and it was wanting me to count so my mind knew too?

I wrote this poem for you Elliott, our little star. Love Mummy xo