It was late in 2018 when I found out I was pregnant with our second child, he was a surprise.

My first scans were normal, a healthy baby and I was in good health. I was so nervous for the 20 week scan, it began normal but she had to stop and ask a doctor to have a look at the heart and in that moment my heart broke.

After a week of scans and hospital trips we were told my baby had Dextrocardia, the heart on the wrong side of the chest, if it was just that then he would have been okay.

He had so much wrong with his heart that there was no way they could save him and the only option was to terminate the pregnancy.

It was heartbreaking, we went to hospital two days later and I was induced, it was along painful labor.

I had him at 7am, I remember the sun was just coming up. He was so perfect in my arms and I cuddled him and talked to him until he passed away.

Leaving the hospital without my baby was hardest thing I have ever done. My midwife, who was with me the whole time, walked me out and gave me a hug. She promised she would stay with my boy and that we wouldn't be alone.

All I have is the memory box provided by Sands, it means so much to me.

I have something of my son. I promised myself that I will give back to Sands for being there for me and my husband. I want to help other families get the support we did. It was a horrendous thing we have been through but we knew it was the right thing to do.