*This blog was first posted in May 2015 I’ve always pictured life as a patchwork quilt with shades of bright and dark, sewn together with love – each square a different memory. Three weeks ago our family quilt gained two new squares when our twin boys were born and died at 18 weeks. Technically it’s classed as a ‘miscarriage’ but, after a 12 hour labour and with two perfectly formed babies to cuddle, that word doesn’t begin to cover it. Our beautiful tiny boys are among the m