It was Halloween 2009, a few
months previously I’d suffered a miscarriage and we were trying for another
baby, but as I sat at the dining room table that evening, hot water bottle
clutched to my stomach – it had just become apparent that there was no baby on
the way this month either. It was one of my lowest moments. As the
neighbourhood children knocked on the door, trick or treating, our home seemed
so quiet and empty. Now we’d set our hearts on becoming a family, the house
seemed lonely with just the two of us in it.