This time, no-one was going to stop me having a funeral. The ceremony was for both of them and was carried out by the chaplain who'd written to me after the cremation of our first boy, and who'd seen us in the hospital after I gave birth to our second boy. I'm not at all religious, but he was a really nice person, and just what we needed for this ceremony.
I wanted our families to be in no doubt how much pain we were in. Again, it was this issue of because you've taken this decision, that you love your child less than anyone else, or that you feel less wretched than anyone else who has lost a baby. It was a lovely ceremony, and I hope we did them both proud.
