Story by Alison,
I had a completely standard and healthy pregnancy. My son (Sebastian- affectionately known as Sebby) was a wriggler but clearly inherited his Dad's stubbornness as would stop moving as soon as anyone placed their hands on my bump.
I felt sick most of the time but both of us were healthy throughout. Medically speaking, we had a standard and somewhat boring pregnancy.
As a first time Mum, I was scared of labour.
I was scared that the pain would be unbearable; I was scared that I would not manage it; I was even scared that I would die. I was, however, never scared that medical negligence would kill my son. Sadly, this is what happened.
Staff did not appropriately treat an infection that developed (caused by Group B Strep) and Sebby died at 4.5 days old from the colossal damage done to him in labour. It is a wonder that he was able to fight so fiercely and live for those days. The hospital have admitted fault and explicitly said that Sebby would be alive if they had acted correctly.
His death was entirely avoidable.
There are not enough words to adequately describe my husband's and my love and admiration for Sebby as well as the countless ways in which he continues to enrich our lives.
We feel so proud and lucky to be his parents.
And not just because of his beautiful, 8lb 9oz, wavy haired perfection. We are staggered by his legacy that is developing. Because of him, policy changes have been implemented about how to treat infection in birth.
The Coroner from Sebby's inquest is recommending these changes be cascaded to hospitals nationwide.
The Coroner is also wanting to have national testing for Group B Strep be considered again. These changes could help countless lives. Furthermore, we are fundraising for Petals who have provided me with such helpful counselling and support following Sebby's death and we are keen to have a representative from Petals up and down maternity units in the UK
On a smaller scale, Sebby's positive impact on my world has motivated me to carry out many different acts of kindness and document them on an Instagram page dedicated to him (@thankyousebby).
He has made (and continues to make) a remarkable impact on this world and I loudly shout about him to anyone who will listen. #thankyouSebby
My pregnancy with Kaitlyn was what you would call “textbook”.
When I reached 9 weeks I started to have a feeling that something wasn't right, my symptoms had slowly started fading.
"After all, the pain of pushing your body through a run is nothing in comparison to losing a child but it is my personal outlet and way to honour my son’s memory."
The midwife said: 'Maybe he is turned in a funny position', but we waited and still she couldn’t find the heartbeat.
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