It’s just gone 11 years since my baby girl went to heaven. I will never forget that moment I felt pain crawling up and down the stairs wondering what was going on at 6 months pregnant,alone,scared and on the phone to the ambulance.

Within 2 hours I was being told an emergency c section was necessary, My baby was bum and leg first and 3 months early. I was petrified, thank God for my family. I was taken down and told my beautiful baby was a girl, my mum being my ultimate rock at the time watching, holding seeing what was going on. I didn’t see my baby for another 9 hours she was tiny 1 pound 7 and very sick she couldn’t breath or eat, her right lung wasn’t formed properly so she had lack of oxygen in her blood.

Eventually I got to see her and we had to both move from Grimsby to Sheffield children’s hospital which took some painful maneuvering and a lot of tactical talking (I won’t go into this). She was taken way from me and moved to another place and I was put among new mums and crying babies (unimaginable).

Forget the necessary details I do not want to divulge, the next day I was told to make a decision... for her to die in my arms or on the machines and I had 20 mins so I took the first option and I do not regret this.

Anyway after this what my point is it’s been 11 years and things do change but you don’t forget and you don’t stop living or loving. One day I will have children I’m sure but for the moment Sofia is my baby and my world and I’ve done everything for her, but also for me, my family and my future.

No matter what we all need to believe, our angels are the most amazing people ever, the bravest , the most courageous and the ones chosen to become the biggest and best angels of them all.