I’m sharing this story for all the other young women feeling confused, upset, and guilty

I hope I can try to spend my life doing anything I can to help prevent baby loss, or at least give better support for when it happens. I want to give my babies a legacy - as they are, and always will be, with me.

I had support from friends and organisations but ultimately I had to learn how to be a new version of me. Because the person I was before, died with my babies.

I will never ever forget either of you, I promise, and I promise to try and live the fullest and happiest life I can in honour of you both.

I am so, so proud to be Baby Wood's Mummy and I will love them forever.

If there’s one thing I’ve learned it’s that it’s important to talk. Never think you are alone. Never think no one cares. It’s simply not true.

I think the reason I wanted to share my story is because of how little I was able to find out about my miscarriage medication failing.

How can you grieve someone you never knew, someone who wasn’t even formed properly yet - and yet I do I grieve my little what if. I grieve the future I imagined with them.