My heart sank, I knew what was happening and I knew that there was nothing that I could do.

I hope my story can encourage others to share theirs and can help a mother, husband and child somewhere somehow.

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April 2016

by Lisa Jefferies-Wilkin

It was 6 years ago and I was about a month away from getting married. My dad had been extremely unwell in hospital and very shortly after being well enough to go home, my only child at the time had been admitted to hospital with a bad abscess on her leg. I had been bleeding intermittently for a couple of weeks and knew that I must have been pregnant.

I took a test and to mine and my soon-to-be-husband's delight I was indeed pregnant but were obviously concerned about the bleeding.

I went to the doctor and was told it was quite early to tell what would happen but was examined and was told everything seemed normal.

Both my daughter and my dad had been seriously ill - my daughter had MRSA and my dad had a dangerously low level of white blood cells and the slightest knock could cause him to bleed to death in a matter of minutes. We were unsure whether the wedding would go ahead at all.

The day before our wedding my daughter was given the all clear from MRSA, she had beaten it! My dad was still quite weak but the day came and he was determined to walk me down that aisle. He did me proud that day and it's a memory that I will hold dear in my heart forever. My dad has sadly passed away now but I will always have that.

So, the big day! Things were looking good. But the morning of my wedding my bleeding became heavier and heavier.

My heart sank, I knew what was happening and I knew that there was nothing that I could do.

So as I stood there with the most important people in my life who I feared I would have lost, and in front of close friends and family as I said my vows to the love of my life, choking up and barely able to get the words out, I was losing our baby.

That day should have been the happiest day of my life, and it was for so many reasons, but it will always be tainted with a slight sadness for the one that never was. I took another pregnancy test over a week later and my fears were confirmed - negative.

I hope my story can encourage others to share theirs and can help a mother, husband and child somewhere somehow.

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