Earlier this year when I was in the midst of my grief over my latest miscarriage, I was stressing about the due date and what I would do on the date. As I recently said in my Refinery29 article, it's one of the hardest dates in the calendar when you've gone through miscarriage. Filled with so much hope whilst pregnant, it's difficult to know what to do with the date when there is no longer a baby to welcome into the world. I didn't want to sit at home feeling sorry for myself, and I also didn't want to go to work and carry on my life as normal because it felt disrespectful to the baby I lost.
I always travel over difficult dates and anniversaries (including the anniversary of my first miscarriage), so my best friend in Australia suggested we go on holiday together over the date. I had a think about it and then announced I'd always wanted to do the South of France, so we started planning and dreaming of roadtripping the French Riviera. And despite my numbness and tears on the date itself, we had the best week ever and it was a brilliant way to take my mind of things, and concentrate on living life to the full and being grateful for what I have.
