This is my blog about life as a lost parent. There are words for children with no parents, orphans. There are words for being the surviving spouse in your marriage, widow, widower. There are no words for parents to passed children. I call us lost parents.

I had a miscarriage very early on in pregnancy a few years before I met my husband, when I met my husband Andrew we became pregnant with Rosie whom survived nine months inside my tummy until she had died and then was born.

I’m very honest about these times i’m having after losing Rosie, I want stillbirth to be less of a taboo subject and more of a known subject, not to scare but to inform. I wasn’t aware that stillbirth could happen to a perfectly healthy baby for no reason. I found that out the hard way; I don’t want anyone else to find this out the hard way.

My very first blog post explains what happened to Rosie, how she died and how she was stillborn find it here https://plantaroseinheaven.wordpress.com/2013/03/17/i-planted-a-rose-in-heaven/

My aim is to help as many surviving parents and family members of stillbirth as possible but to also make others aware of the hardships and positivities that surround stillbirth and infant death.

I’m Hannah Ainsworth, I was 24 when I gave birth to my baby in January 2013, I live in Blackpool, England. Newly married to my God given husband Andrew. Mum to Rosie who never got to meet me.

To contact me or see what else I natter on about you can find me at all of these places:

Twitter: @HotlipsHannah

Email: plantaroseinheaven@gmail.com

Instagram: HannahsRosieApple

Facebook: facebook.com/hannahschofieldrocksyourworld (I am never on there)

And of course my beloved blog: plantaroseinheaven.wordpress.com


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  1. I love your writing and admire your courage. I’m grateful that God brought your name across the Twitter menu when I was surfing around. Keep it up 🙂
    It’s impossible for people to understand the nightmare stillbirth brings about if no one talks about it. Thanks for your heart and your courage, even when it feels like neither one is real!

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