I was prescribed Primodos way back in 1972 (now banned), within a day a knew something was far wrong. I had a threatening miscarriage at 4 months, then at 6 months went into labour. They did everything to try to stop it, but she was born that night. At that time I was not even allowed in the critical care unit, I had to stand outside looking through the window for 3 long months and it was unbearable. My little girl was in there, yet I couldn't touch her, speak to her, hold her. I felt this was so wrong, she needed to feel human touch etc; not to be just closed away in an incubator. Of course I knew they were doing everything to help her medically, but what about emotionally. I feel this damaged my little girl as she grew up with feelings of being unloved, inferiority etc; when in reality she was so loved and precious.

I am so glad that today the doctors now know that the simple human touch and contact helps so much. Those 3 months were the longest of my life. I held her for a few minutes the day before she came home, my husband only got to hold her when she was home, it was torture. She was due Chritmas time, was born in September, came home on Christmas Eve. I thank God for the Queen Mother Hospital, she would not have had such care anywhere else.

Back in 1995 my little girl Megan was born around 27/28 weeks. I was suffering from pre-eclampsia and she was delivered by emergency c-section. She survived 8 days before passing away in my arms. I have, however, gone on to have two healthy children, aged 24 and 21.

I had really long journey to get pregnant...three rounds of IVFs. Developing OHSS. 9 days in hospital... Then have been on letrozole and miraculously got pregnant straight away. I got into 11 weeks and there wasn't any heartbeat 😥 6 months later we tried again... I got pregnant. But from very beginning, very anxious.. first three months bleeding where my period should be. But they couldn't find the cause of it (actually wasn't really looked into). Then I lost my mucus plug just before my 20 week scan...I have been told might grow back. So nervous at the scan, worried if everything is okay with the baby. But baby is healthy and perfectly formed. We also found out, is a boy 😊. Some kind of relief. But something is telling me something is not quite right.. on week 21 we announced the baby's sex to family and friends. Two days later I needed to phone a day assessment unit, as had a bit of brown spotting... And my worst nightmare was about to start. I have been told I'm already 1cm dilated..my heart sank. Have been put on the bed rest, and been told we needed to wait 48h to put the suture. That never happened, as they told me I'm dilated even further.. absolutely devasted. Six days later, after admission to the hospital, our son was born. Labour was pretty quick.. to my surprise. I have been told beforehand, they will not rescue him, when born. As he will be to small to survive 💔 We named our boy Teddy. We held him in our arms for 3 precious hours until he passed peacefully.

Finding out you are pregnant with twins after 4 miscarriages, two of them pregnancy being girls was a big shock. We went for a 20 week scan and everything was perfect with them both, then we found out it was twin girls an even bigger shock because we never got this far with girls b4. Then in the same week my whole world come crashing down because I went in to labour with my first twin lacey at 20 weeks. She was alive for 30 minutes and then sadly passed away. Trying to grieve for what I just lost and trying to stay positive for my baby I was still carrying was the hardest thing I've ever had to do. Then a week later I went into labour with my second twin Mary Claire, she was alive for 17 minutes then sadly passed away and not day goes by I don't think about them and what they would be like now. I miss my babies so much and I know nothing will bring them back but hopefully in the future we can stop other family's going though same thing as mine did. Thank you for taking the time to read my story xx

My son was born at 34 weeks. Probably as I had pneumonia and was desperate for some peace. He spent 3 weeks in ICU and HDU (all of which I spent in an isolated room on my own and couldn’t see him). I relied on my hubby taking expressed milk to him which was fed through a tube up his nose. Fast forward 17 years, he is a very healthy and happy boy who has just applied for The Royal Navy #superproudmummy🥰

My daughter was born at 30 weeks. I was told from early pregnancy I may not be able to carry my baby due to my own kidney problems and stayed on long term antibiotics. I managed to carry her until 30 weeks, when I went into prem labour her heartbeat kept stopping during contractions . So I was given an emergency c section. She was born very poorly and needed to be resuscitated and flown to a hospital 3 hours away because our local hospital didn't have the facilities to deal with a baby needing 24 hour care. I was unable to travel as I was also poorly. It was three weeks before I got to see my daughter. She finally come home after 5 weeks. Her weight at birth was 4lb 2oz dropped to just over 3lb and on discharge was back at her birth weight. She was a very poorly child. We nearly lost her twice during her epileptic seizures and needed to be resuscitated on a 999 call at 3 years old. She was born 1992. She is now a healthy young women, she still suffers with epilepsy and partially blind in one eye...but a mum to two beautiful children and a teacher to children with special needs. Miracles do happen. I was advised to abort due to my own health risks, but I choose to carry on and let my body and her strength decide the outcome. I am so happy I did and I'm proud of how far she as come. Our little fighter.

Geourgia-louise was born at 24weeks gestation when she was born she was whisked of to the icu. She was only there 6 hours before she lost her fight for life. She had septicemia and e-coli and because she was on the edge of when they try to save there life, she never stood a chance. I have other premature babies, a daughter 25 weeks and son 30 weeks and my daughter 33 weeks. I need to know that in the future there is better chances of our little miracles having a chance of survival with more research into why this happens. Loosing my daughter Geourgia-louise broke me in two. I lost everything in my life due to her loss and its only 10 years later that my life has gotten easier to cope. I wish no one else would ever have to go through what I had to and have there baby die in there arms.

Logan was born at 30 weeks old weighing 3lbs 3oz. I hadn’t even realised that my waters had broke, they broke 2 days before he came. It was a scary experience as I had gone to the toilet and pushed not realising until after I was in labour and pushing him. My friend rung an ambulance and the operator rung me and told me to lay on the floor and asked to feel which I did. She then asked what I could feel and I told her the top of his head so she told me not to push until the ambulance got there. They then had to ring the hospital to see if they needed to bring me in, which I thought was ridiculous cause he was coming. We didn’t even make it to the hospital before he popped out, so he was born in the ambulance.

It was very scary as he was very blue and small and wasn’t crying. The ambulance guy had to keep rubbing his back cause every time he put him on me he’d relax and forget to breath. Once we got to the hospital they cut the cord and took him in, I didn’t get to see him then until a few hours later as they were getting everything ready in the incubator and had to transfer him to hospitals. That night he got transferred to Cardiff and they let me go with him and gave me a room there for a few nights. It was a very rocky journey. First 3 days he was on a ventilator and he also had to be under phototherapy for jaundice. The fourth day when they were going to put him into cpap in the afternoon he only pulled the ventilator out a bit himself so they had to do it sooner. He wasn’t on that for long and then went onto high flow. He had a very rocky few weeks though, as he had really bad reflux that whenever they fed him through the gastric tube. His oxygen and heart rate would go down so they’d have to pause his feeds till they went back up. He got transferred back to the first hospital at 2 weeks old. There was the same thing with his heart rate and oxygen. He went onto low flow and had to stay on that a while cause he didn’t want to come off it just yet.

Some days I was scared I was going to loose him especially when one time I was holding him and the next minute his heart rate went down in the 60’s and then a bit lower again. I was crying and the nurse rushed to take him off me. Luckily after that incident he started to get a bit better and was eventually moved into a cot before then being moved to nursery 1. He still had really bad reflux though. When he was finally taken off the gastric tube and all support and moved to nursery 2 I thought nothing else could go wrong. He started to drink from a bottle and breastfeed a bit. Then the week he was due to come home he took a turn and got sepsis so he had to be put back down to a room on his own and back into an incubator. He got through it and then he had to stay another week before coming home as they weren’t happy with his weight gain, so he had to have formula as well. Luckily he gained the weight he needed to and finally at 9 weeks + 2 days old he was able to come home. He is now almost 9 months old and is a really happy and healthy baby.

I woke up at 25 +6 with pains, when I arrived at hospital I was given the news that I was in labour and 3cm dilated. They couldn't stop it, only slowed it. After numerous tests, 24 hours later it was decided that they needed to deliver my baby ASAP as there was an infection eating the umbilical cord. I was terrified. My baby had 40% chance of survival. Before I knew it my baby was being whisked away from me, no cuddle and only a brief look at her. My heart broke. It felt like forever until I could see her and I sobbed when I did. Wire's everywhere, nurses speaking a language I didn't understand and a feeling of hopelessness, guilt and shame. Questions swirled in my head; why has this happened? Why me? Is it my body? Could I of done anything to stop it? The questions went on and on, for years, and still sometimes today.

As the days went on, I began to learn things and become involved more in my babies care. It was never easy, she had a PDA which is an extra opening in her heart, Collapsed lungs, MRSA, ROP, laser surgery, the list was endless. Each time I felt we were progressing, something happened and would set her back. Each setback got harder, wondering would it ever end? Would my baby ever be better? Would she ever come home? Going home on my own each evening was the hardest, my baby should of been with me, yet I had to leave her with strangers. Them strangers eventually became family, other parents became friends for life and over time my girl got better and finally came home. 11 weeks later, I again cried, happy, terrified, felt like I was leaving my family behind to do it on my own with people who had no idea what I had been through.

My little girl is now 5, 6 in August. She is amazing, she has problems from prematurity, and we are still discovering new problems today, but she is happy, she is safe and she is here! I am thankful every day that she survived. It is not an easy journey, I still suffer from PTSD to this day from my experience, but its made me strong and my little girl even stronger. Remember there is light at the end of the tunnel, it may be in the distance for some but it does get closer. 5 years on and I am finally starting to feel like I'm reaching my light.

Tao Jamie was born 25 weeks by emergency c- section. He weighed 990g and looked just like his dad. The day he was born he had to be transferred to another hospital because he needs surgery on his guts. He fought for life and made it through his surgery. Unfortunately the blood to his tiny foot was cut of and his foot turned black but that didn't stop him, he was very active waving his arms around. He was doing really well and I got to hold him for a couple of hours, and he had his first bit of my breast milk. But that night, at about 11 pm the hospital called, I needed to get there fast. The doctor was doing CPR but couldn't save him. They placed him in my arms and within minutes his really slight heart beat had stopped. I layed in bed with him all night before I had to let him go. Mummy and Daddy and your bothers and sisters love you so much my beautiful baby boy Tao Jamie.

I was 27weeks pregnant when I had a c section, my son was 2lb 2oz. He was born in Victoria hospital in Blackpool and he had tubes everywhere. I didn't think he would make it, but he is 33 this October.

I went into labour at 26 weeks the hospital stopped it, but after a few hours it started again, remembering this was 1980. I had my son, he weighed 1 lbs 15 oz but there was a problem. I fell pregnant after having the coil fitted so it was not removed after he was born, I bleed alot before the midwife noticed. Anyway he kept having problems after problems, he would even pull out his tubes. After a while I didn't want to visit him incase he died. I had two older children under 4 and I was really drained.

Finally he was allowed to come home after 4 months. After a few days I noticed something was wrong, he would just scream out as though someone hit or pinch him but there was no one there. Two weeks later I found him unresponsive rushed him to the hospital but he died. I wanted to die but I had 2 other children to take care of, this was the worst time of my life. All these years later I still remember and feel it as if it was yesterday. After the postmortem he died of a rear bone disease and bad case of rickets which bought on pneumonia. I went on to have 3 more children safely, they help me deal with my loss.

Hi how r u all? I found out on the 1 April 2019 that I was pregnant with twins boys. I had them on the 3 July 2019, but sadly Keanu-Reece passed away on the 14th of July 2019, the worst day of my life, he was 11 days old when he passed away. It still hurts to, I will never get over the death of my son my name is Tania xxxx

I gave birth to a beautiful little boy Christopher at 29 weeks. He was poorly from the start. I was woken 4 days after giving birth to the news he had gone downhill during the night. We had him christened and he appeared to pick up. Sunday 20th May we were told he needed his tube reinserted and we were told to go have lunch with my mum while they did the tube for Christopher. We arrived back at the hospital to be taken to one side and told, Gillian we are so sorry Christopher is struggling as you have not had to chance to hold him we will administer his oxygen by hand so you can hold him. Every parent's worst nightmare we were living it. He would be 31 now but the pain is still there like it happened yesterday. I went on to have 2 healthy children but Christopher stays with me as I carry him in my heart always

On 7th October 2016 (my son's 5th birthday), I had an AVM (Arturo Venous Malformation) rupture. I was 20 weeks pregnant at the time. The ambulance crew thought I had pre-eclampsia. I was blue lighted to hospital. They performed an MRI and realised it was an AVM, they also said that they couldn’t deal with me. So I was blue lighted to another hospital 1.5 hours away. They operated on my AVM, sitting up so I didn’t squash my baby. In hindsight it was really good because a pregnancy is not considered viable until 24 weeks. I was only 20 weeks pregnant. It was the first in 22 operations that I had on my head/brain. On 9th December I had a cardiac arrest. In ICU they had put a tracheostomy in situ. My tracheostomy fell out or I pulled it out in my unconscious stupor. I was officially dead for 6 minutes, whilst they bump-started my heart.

On 25th December (Christmas Day) the ICU Dr’s decided to deliver my daughter. We both had sepsis. Our temperatures were spiking and the Dr’s decided that they could treat us better separately. So our daughter Phoebe was delivered 9.5 weeks early by Emergency Caesarian Section. She spent 9 weeks in NICU. She finally came home and my mum-in-law moved in, to help my husband with our 5 year old son, and new daughter. I don’t remember meeting my daughter until she was about 3 months old.

I finally came out of hospital on 6th November 2017. In February 2019 my daughter had a huge haemangioma on her face. She had it removed at Great Ormand Street Hospital, they did such a marvellous job. She has a scar. But it is so much better than the massive haemangioma. At Leicester Royal Imfirmary they scanned Phoebe all over her body, because you can get haemangiomas on your internal organs. She didn’t have any more haemangiomas, but they did find that her left kidney operates at 85% and her right kidney operates at only 15%. She now has outpatient appointments at the Nephrology (kidney) Clinic.

She is 4 years old now. She’s due to start school in September. She’s an ordinary 4 year old girl now. Although she did have a difficult start in life. She was very small in the beginning, but now she’s caught up with her peers.

Evelyn was born (27.11.19) at 25+3 weighing only 440g, that’s not even 1lb. She had a traumatic start in life, contracted sepsis twice, ROP, Chronic Lung Disease, kidney failure, multiple blood and platelet transfusions. After being ventilated for 2 months she moved slowly through the NICU, our due date came and went and after 6 long months in the NICU we were discharged home on oxygen and with a feeding tube. Our miracle arrived home 1 year ago today (18.05.21) is almost 18 months old and astounds us regularly as to what she has achieved. We’re so grateful for the work the medical team at UHCW did for her and us we can never repay them.

Hi I had my little miracle Kristina on the 4/6/19. She was 3 months early, her due date wasn't till 25th of august. I was 28-3 days when I got a c section. I went for my scan at 28-2 day's and they told me I had to go to wishaw that day. I was so scared I didn't know what to expect. They just told me at my scan that my little girl stopped growing, she wasn't getting enough fluids, so they told me it would be best to get her out, there would be a better chance of surviving outside the womb. I went into hospital that day, was placed on a machine so the nurses could hear Kristina's little heartbeat. I kept the last scan I had in the hospital with me. I just wanted to hold my baby and love her with everything I had. The next morning came, I was waiting to get taken into have my c section. I was given a jag to numb me from my waist down to my feet, I couldn't feel anything. I knew this is time now I'm going to meet my babie earlier than I should have, a lot earlier. There was 15 to 20 nurses in the room when they were delivering Kristina, all I could feel was nurses pulling me from the inside of me it feel they were tighten my stomach, but eventually my little miracle Kristina was born. She wasn't crying when she came out, so I asked why is she not crying, the nurse said don't be alarmed but I was so terrified. Then I heard her crying I thought thank God she's crying.

I didn't get to hold her after she was born, she was put a incubator then taken to the NICU. It was honestly really a hard journey for Me and m. babies dad and my family at the time. Kristina stayed in wishaw for 3 months in NICU. She was really sick when she was born, she was the smallest babie in NICU and the only babie that left without any oxygen. She is a real true miracle, but I took everyday as a blessing waking up and seeing Kristina lying there that made my whole day, just getting to speak to her and cuddle and kiss her it was the best feeling in the world. We also had to go to the Queen Elizabeth Hospital 3 times because when Kristina was just first born she had major problems with her wee belly, they thought it was going to blow up, so we had to go to Glasgow for Kristina to get scans done and stuff to find out what was wrong. I just loved seeing her face morning and nights, she is a truly a dream come true she's my best friend for life and she is here now to have a good life to explore the world. She will be a big 2 next month on the 4/6/19. I'm so blessed to share this story with yous, sorry it's not that long. Kristina was also feeding out a tube for months and month's they sometimes had to stopped giving her milk because of her stomach blowing up, then she was starving looking for food but she's so better now. All she wants to do is run about wild Kristina has an older sister at 7 just now, so they've got each other. Wish everyone the best of luck and hope all babies in NICU are doing well thanks x

My beautiful girl was born 3 months early 26 weeks.. my body was ready to meet her, but she was not so had to have an emergency c-section. She was born at 14.25. I didn't even get chance to hold her, all I remember was her being put in an incubator and off she went to NICU.. so around 10'oclock that night I finally had the news she is stable, those were words of relief, as every time I asked how my baby was all I was told is she not stable. Around midnight I was aloud to finally see my beautiful girl, she was 1lb 14oz born, she was so tiny you could she her tiny body fighting to be here with me. After many blood transfusions, infections and biopsies and 89 long days in NICU, we was allowed to bring her home on home oxygen 2 weeks before her due date.

Christmas week she finally went off her oxygen, no medication, and she is thriving ...now may 2021 she is growing beautiful and is 9 months old.. if it wasn't for the amazing doctors, nurses, consultants, the medical research, she wouldn't of survived.. i owe everything to them, thank you..Alaya mae watts born 20.08.2020 she is my miracle baby girl.

I had my identical twins through IVF after trying for five years. My pregnancy was ok up until twenty five weeks, when I had daily contractions luckily my cervix didn't open until 33 weeks. I had severe pre-eclampsia and I was going to have a c-section on the Monday, but my waters went at 33 weeks 2 days and they had to do an emergency c-section. Joshua was born with polymicrogyria and lack of white matter of the brain making him blind. He has severe global delayed development. Jack has genetic problems the same as Josh and he has slight global delayed development and asthma, but they are both doing amazing.

Josh has the brain of a two year and is starting to walk. He has only two words . He can see most things now, it started of with him just seeing lights but now has pretty good vision. Jack is slightly behind developmentally, and has only three words, and has arfid eating problems now. They are both at special school but in different classes as Josh needs more help. They are both coming on amazingly. Josh has stopped his fits that he had every day and night and us off his medication. They both had jaundice at birth. They are both coming on so well and amaze me and the medical staff all the time.

My beautiful baby Liam was still born on the 12th nov 1992 . He was 6 days overdue and weighed 8lbs 8ozs, there was no reason for his death. It was a very long labour and very hard as he had already been dead 24 hours befour. I will never ever forget that day 29 years in Nov for him, I never forget him ever xxxx

I was 19 when I lost my baby at 18 weeks. It was awful, they put me on a ward of ladies who had all had hysterectomy's. My baby was put in the incinerator I was told, I just wanted to say goodbye but was told in such a horrible way. And all they said was your young, you will have more. Happily I have 4 beautiful children, but had lost 3 other babies in between my pregnancy's such a lonely place to be a painful place. Reading what you have all been through is so sad, we can only hope research happens quickly so others can be spared the heartbreak.

I was 19 when I got to nearly 8 months and went into labour for 9 hours and my baby girl was not alive. We was not allowed to see her, she taken away and we were told would go in the Incinerator, my heart broke. We were told your young you will have other children, twice more 6 months gone same story. Then some very kind doctor explained you have a weak Cervix so you will need to have a stitch put in which is called a shortcut suture. My 4th pregnancy I had this put in at 12 weeks and taken out when I went into labour at 33 weeks. I had my first boy Aaron then when fell pregnant again. The consultant said won’t put stitch in till 20 weeks. I got to 19 weeks and lost another baby girl, heartbreaking again. Felt like a baby machine eventually 10 pregnancy’s and 5 beautiful boys later I have my family. The hurt never goes and the you are young you will have more dose not take away the hurt the pain please not right but never give up.

My son was born on the 31 July 2009 on a Friday. He was 24 weeks premature and weighed 1lbs 5 ounces. Everything was fine til we noticed his stomach had bloated. We questioned this and was told it was just wind. That was on Saturday. Sunday morning we made our way to St Peters SCBO to spend time with Alex, but when we got there, they were already getting him ready for transfer to Brighton hospital for an operation. We followed the ambulance down to Brighton and met the specialist who told us that he only had a 10% survival. An ulcer had burst in his bowels and that they had to cut bowels and put them on the stomach. We signed the consent forms and waited. Our lives had turned upside down, as we sat there like zombies.4 hours later we were told that the operation was a success, but had to stay here for 3 months.

My partner stayed and I went home to my other son who was 5 at the time. Everyday was a nightmare not knowing if he would survive. After 3 months at Brighton Alex was transferred to St Peters Chertsey where he stayed for a further 3 months. During that time it was lovely to see him, but still not knowing what will happen.There were times when we showed up and had to come away as another premature baby had passed away. We couldn't bear it .The specialist asked if we would consent for his operation to be put in the medical journal without his name mentioned, as this was the first ever operation of this procedure on a 24 week premature baby, which we agreed. 3 months later he had his bowels put back together, within 9 months he was home.

He came out of all of this with just a murmur on the heart, which eventually past, and a war scar across his stomach. He is now 11 happy go lucky guy. There is hope for everyone, please never give up hope,10% is better than nothing.

My twins were born in 1987 at 28 weeks into my pregnancy. I was 20, healthy the pregnancy was going very well. I went into labour they didn’t seem to know why. I got taken to a room were so many doctors were there all telling me there role. My head was in a spin, I didn’t know what was happening. I got told I had to give birth after they were born they were took away to the nic unit and we didn’t see them until 7 hours later. No one told us what to expect, it was so frightening. We were told one of the twins was to poorly and wouldn’t make it. They were in hospital for 3 months, but they both survived they are 34 now.

They discharged them from hospital when they were 5. They had a rough first 2 years, but after that they have been healthy with family’s of there own. I don’t know what we would of done if we lost them. My heart goes out to everyone on here who have lost babies born early and not made it. I’ve put my story on to all mums and dads that have babies early it can turn out all right, but not everyone as been as lucky as us but the thing is no one could give me any answers why I went into labour at 28 weeks. I wanted some sort of answers, but they could not give me any, the only thing they told us is these things happen and probably there wasn’t enough room for them. I was being checked all the time so wouldn’t they have seen this on scans. Parents need answers especially if there babies didn’t make it. I think it helps slightly for mums and dads to eventually with time move on.