My life, my baby

he had ac

al's strong suggestion, they had kept the findings to themselves and so she had been holding it all in —Somehow working as

gh, she had woken in anger and, looking at the back of her fiancé's head and seeing h

told him they were done. That even if, by some miracle, the a

adn't come b

she'd seen the ultrasound and not

confirmation,

y inside her as well as the rapid thud of her own heart. Finally both of them settled do

done then; she could only deal with her feelings now. 'I'm five months pregnant. I know it's a boy and I can feel him move. He's moving right now.' Sh

ng through to the hospital where kylie was be

through th

, she made a phone call to a colleague

- little head to his tiny curved feet

, as she'd been told, and she concurred that if should t

ve with him, as long as I

you know I'm always there for y

said. 'I'll tell him what I've decided and it's up t

rash decisions about your relationship. I

soon as things started to go wrong with the pregnancy, even before things went

sure abo

this baby Alora?' Kylie smiled an

a difficult month bu

y well she will soon be arranging a funeral but

r just disappeared into his study if ever kylie came around. But she ha

him, much to

st th

urse, she

ontaneous labour and Alora delivered her a little son. Thomas Eric Hayes. Thomas be

nute of the two precious days

t of

She would never get out of her mind the image of her mother's grimace when

door to her room on the maternity

ple of other life long friends, along with the medical s

lora or Miguel nursed him and Thomas wasn't onc

fe Thomas kn

s had tried to tell that maybe Thomas's passing was a blessing, it

all her maternity leave and hid for a while to grieve for her son. But as her return- to- work date ap

t and emergency department at the Royal, where

t her son kylie stepped back out into t

a far tougher vers