“I have this hourglass to remind me of Andrew, the baby I lost at 20 weeks. I came across it during one of my first trips out to the shops, drawn to it initially by the white sand which for me represented innocence. At first glance it looked like time was running out, symbolic of the place I was in at the time. I soon realised that if I turned it over that the sand would again flow, as would my thoughts for him. He was something I couldn’t hold, so the hourglass has become something very personal I could. Although he is not with us now, it is a joy to know that he was part of our lives even for a short time. When it is my time to go and I pass this item on to my children, Andrew’s brothers will not only remember me, but they will remember him too…”