I think of you often baby, I sit here and cry most nights for the life you could have had.
No excuse is good enough but please remember mumma loves you.
I was unwell, young, struggling and in an abusive relationship. I made a mistake.
I couldn’t bare the thought of bringing something so beautiful into a life I felt I couldn’t escape.
I’m so sorry.
I celebrate your birthday every year because your life was precious, you will always be my little one, and deep down I know one day I’ll see you again and I’ll get my chance to right all the wrong I’ve done.