Cruel online trolls taunt me daily after my three-year-old son choked to death on a bouncy ball in a freak birthday accident

A MUM has taken to Instagram 18 months after the death of her son, saying life for her family continues to be “hard” every day.

Anna Davis lost her son Alby when he choked to death after swallowing a bouncy ball on Tasmania’s northwest coast in March last year.

Anna described her family’s ongoing grief as 18 months of learning to accept that “hard is now part of our daily normal”.

Alby died just before his fourth birthday. Ms Davis, pregnant at the time of the accident, tried desperately to save her son, but he died within seconds, cradled in her arms.

The bouncy ball had been in a box of party favours intended for Alby’s upcoming birthday.

“These months are a mere glimpse into the remainder of our lifetimes carrying this cumbersome, lonely weight,” Anna wrote on Instagram over the weekend – adding how trolls posted skull emojis under every picture of her son.

"Removing trolls who comment skulls on all of Alby’s images is hard," she explained in a gut-wrenching Instagram post.

“Hours can go by without us feeling consumed by Alby’s passing, but every single day there are moments which completely stop us in our tracks and have us pining for a ‘what should have been’ life.”

Alby was survived by his older sister Sage and little brother Acre. Arnhem, Ms Davis’ fourth child, was born after Alby’s death. Ms Davis said the family had bought a van to accommodate all the children, but the second seating row was no longer necessary, something she also found “hard” to deal with.

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I’m actually so glad it’s the school holidays! Sage and I truly cherish our home schooling hours together, but this little break in our daily rhythm will finally allow some much needed time at the store to nudge us over those final hurdles towards opening. So often I get asked how we do ‘it’ – how do we balance home schooling, the boys, running a business and setting up a shopfront – and the short answer is, a shit load of constant, all encompassing hard work. Honestly – it’s exhausting. But I know, just like all seasons, the relentlessness will subside and we’ll look back and wonder how the heck we managed to pull this off with littles constantly by our sides. A ‘day off’ is somewhere there in the distance, as is getting to bed earlier than 1am every night – I can almost taste it! This running your own small business gig takes a bucketload of unglamorous hustle, but I know… I can *feel* – the sacrifice, toil and surrender will all be worth it 💛 To all you mama-queens out there, please remember “somewhere there is a past you, overflowing with so much pride at how far you’ve come” @jessrachelsharp

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I’m actually so glad it’s the school holidays! Sage and I truly cherish our home schooling hours together, but this little break in our daily rhythm will finally allow some much needed time at the store to nudge us over those final hurdles towards opening.So often I get asked how we do ‘it’ – how do we balance home schooling, the boys, running a business and setting up a shopfront – and the short answer is, a shit load of constant, all encompassing hard work. Honestly – it’s exhausting. But I know, just like all seasons, the relentlessness will subside and we’ll look back and wonder how the heck we managed to pull this off with littles constantly by our sides. A ‘day off’ is somewhere there in the distance, as is getting to bed earlier than 1am every night – I can almost taste it! This running your own small business gig takes a bucketload of unglamorous hustle, but I know… I can *feel* – the sacrifice, toil and surrender will all be worth it 💛 To all you mama-queens out there, please remember “somewhere there is a past you, overflowing with so much pride at how far you’ve come” @jessrachelsharp

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“Watching Sage, Acre and Arnhem laughing and playing together, knowing how much Alby would’ve loved to join in, is hard,” Ms Davis wrote as part of a list of all the things that stopped her in her tracks.

“Navigating what to believe while desperately hoping that one day we may see him again is hard.

“Saying goodnight to Acre every evening as he lays in Alby’s bed is hard.

“Witnessing all of our friends’ children growing, changing and evolving, is hard.

“Hearing an ambulance siren is hard."

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Darling Alby, Today, despite the fact you are no longer with us, we celebrate and honour your fourth sunshine journey. Your daddy and I visited you this morning, holding your hands and stroking your hair, for what I wish could have been an eternity. We placed your much-longed for gift – a waterproof watch with a light – around your tiny little wrist, and tried not to shower you with too many tears as we painted your fingernails with your favourite gold glitter polish. Time spent with you is never enough and leaving without you by our side, summons the most unbearable pain we’ve ever had to endure. Our arms are yearning for the thousands of cuddles yet to be given, our ears are longing for your laughter to once again resound through the walls of our home, and our hearts are shattered for the millions of memories we’ll never have the chance to create. We, along with the world, are weeping, but we take solace in the fact that all you ever knew, in your almost-four-years, was nothing but love. We are eternally grateful for the abundant light you brought to our lives and now know that your purpose was so much higher than any of us ever anticipated. Happy birthday sweetheart. We miss you endlessly ♥️

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Darling Alby, Today, despite the fact you are no longer with us, we celebrate and honour your fourth sunshine journey. Your daddy and I visited you this morning, holding your hands and stroking your hair, for what I wish could have been an eternity. We placed your much-longed for gift – a waterproof watch with a light – around your tiny little wrist, and tried not to shower you with too many tears as we painted your fingernails with your favourite gold glitter polish. Time spent with you is never enough and leaving without you by our side, summons the most unbearable pain we’ve ever had to endure. Our arms are yearning for the thousands of cuddles yet to be given, our ears are longing for your laughter to once again resound through the walls of our home, and our hearts are shattered for the millions of memories we’ll never have the chance to create.We, along with the world, are weeping, but we take solace in the fact that all you ever knew, in your almost-four-years, was nothing but love. We are eternally grateful for the abundant light you brought to our lives and now know that your purpose was so much higher than any of us ever anticipated. Happy birthday sweetheart. We miss you endlessly ♥️

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She continued: “Acre asking, ‘is Alby in there?’ every time he sees an ambulance, is hard.

“Acre asking ‘where actually is Alby?’ is hard.

“Comprehending that Arnhem will never know his own brother, is hard.”

Following Alby’s tragic death, an inquest was launched, and Ms Davis said, “Dealing with inquests and coroners and lawyers is hard.

“Seeing bouncy balls being sold in every major retailer is hard.

“Driving daily past the morgue is hard.”

Ms Davis said she lived in “constant fear” of something happening to one of her other children. Every time her son Acre coughs, he reassures her that he is OK.

A now completed GoFundMe campaign raised $265,841 (nearly £150,000) for the grieving family.

His mother was just metres away when it happened, was by his side in seconds, and gave him CPR for 16 minutes before paramedics arrived. Despite all of their best efforts, he died in their arms.

Carol Vorderman told how she went through a 'tsunami of grief' following the death of her mum.

Previously  parents called for better party bag regulations following the death of Alby.

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