Being a mum had always been my dream, and I was willing to go through anything to have a baby.
I just had no idea the journey would be filled with heartbreak, tough decisions and a life-changing diagnosis before I had my wish granted.
In April 2019, I was rubbing my bump, thinking and dreaming about the tiny little human that was curled up inside me.
My boyfriend Kieran, 24, and I were expecting our first baby together.
At eight weeks, he or she was only the size of a raspberry.
I’d experienced all the usual pregnancy symptoms – fatigue, morning sickness and severe bloating.
Then suddenly, one day, everything stopped.
My symptoms disappeared.
‘I think something’s wrong,’ I panicked to Kieran, looking down at my bump.
And sadly, my maternal instinct was right – we had
