Laying down on the doctor’s bed at my 20-week scan, I was dealt a blow.
‘I’m afraid your baby has Gastroschisis,’ the doctor said.
It was heartbreaking, but I was determined to pursue with the pregnancy.
When I gave birth to baby Lennon, I loved him more than anything in the world.
He was born with his intestines on the outside, so we had to stay in Alder Hey Hospital for eight weeks.
It was the hardest time of my life, being away from my daughter Gracie-Mai, now 12, and seeing my newborn in such a vulnerable state.
I was so glad when we were finally allowed home, but I soon realised there was little support from the hospital.
Although I had the help of my partner Steve, 42, I…
