I remember the shock like it was yesterday, the audible gasp escaping from my mouth without warning. I sat in the bathroom for what seemed like an eternity, dreading having to walk down those stairs and say the words to my husband.

When you lose a baby, you lose everything that you imagined your life would be with your child; the memories you had already created.

Nothing is the same now that those dreams have gone away.

All hope and excitement gone within a couple of hours and replaced by grief and heartache.

I was only 16 years old. I was scared and very sad that I was losing my baby.

Please remember that you don’t have to go through this alone.

Each time I think I can't sink any lower, but each time I pick myself up and carry on.

I feel like the world is carrying on and I am in the slow lane.