There have been times in my life when I have thought “This may be the hardest thing I have ever done, or will ever have to do”.
Like walking out of the door when I left home at 15 and leaving my two younger sisters behind.
Like as a student nurse on ICU watching a lad my age die right in front of me.
Like driving behind my Dad’s hearse, with my 6 week old baby in the back of my car who he never got to meet.
Like holding the hand of a woman as her baby is forcibly pulled from her body and taken away for resus.
But today, sitting across the table from a mother begging me, through tears, to please keep her baby if she can’t have it. That is definitely right up there.