But, after much deliberation, I decided upon 'How I Came To Hold You'. It's a simple title, one which talks of love - parental love, the kind only felt when embracing your child - whilst retaining an air of intrigue.
But it also works on a couple of levels. The title is written as if spoken by the parent, and it could be directed at two recipients: firstly, the baby who died. Each of the seventeen stories in this book describes the difficulties and heartbreak experienced by both parents, which ultimately led to them holding (either physically, and/or in their memory) a baby which would never awake.
Secondly, it could be directed towards the child conceived after the tragedy of baby loss; for, without this loss, the subsequent child would never have been born, would never have existed. 'How I Came To Hold You' suggests the love of a parent towards this child; saying that yes, I lost a baby, and I will never overcome the grief this brings, but without this happening I would never have had you, my child.
I had a picture in my mind of how I wanted the cover to look, and so to discover a photograph online which matched my mental image almost exactly was quite incredible. It was taken by photographer Roman Degtyarev, who entitled it 'Ascent'. Roman very generously gave me permission to use his photograph as the front cover, and it looks both poignant and perfect.
But it seems that the photograph perhaps has more depth than originally intended. It seems, after a little research, that red balloons have a certain symbolism attached to them.
Red is a colour most associated with courage and bravery, with Wikipedia adding that in Western countries it also symbolises sacrifice. And it is said that, in dreams, seeing a balloon can represent a number of things, including declining hopes, frustrating conditions in your life from which you desire to escape, childhood, and celebration. And, as an interesting aside, Frasier Crane (in the sitcom Frasier) tells his father to visualise his anger as a red balloon rising up and away until he feels it no more (start watching at 1 minute 28 seconds).
And so, then, in what can only be described as a lucky coincidence (I had no idea of this symbolism when searching for the image; I just wanted a photo of a balloon), merging these two items can perhaps represent a number of things: a sacrifice made, but the celebration of a life; the courage required to live through the most frustrating and gruelling days one can imagine; and the releasing of childlike innocence in the light of recent trauma.
Perhaps I'm reading too much into it. Maybe it's just a photograph of a red balloon. But it does seem to be a near-perfect image of a life lost, a life begun, and the story of how I came to hold you.