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People tell me I’m strong, they say I’m inspirational and that I’ve opened many people’s eyes to pregnancy and Infant loss. This wouldn’t of happend if I myself didn’t suffer that heartbreak. I was 22 me and my partner had been together for 6 years. We had been trying so desperately for a baby. Our relationship was on the rocks I had told him to leave me as it was me that was the issue. I just wasn’t ovulating. I through my life away and started getting drunk and partying with my friends just to take away my obsession. But every time a pregnancy announcement was made I would cry myself to sleep.

One day I was feeling sick I didn’t feel right at all. Something wasn’t normal and I couldn’t put my finger on it. A few days went passed and I was still feeling sick but hadn’t actually been sick. I knew right there and then but thought it was to good to be true. I sent my partner to the shop where he brought a pregnancy test. The shop keeper sighed at him as it was the 100th test he brought that month. I did the test and I sat on the bathroom floor waiting to see yet another negative test. I stood up and looked at the test I called my partner. It was positive, a big fat positive. It was my time! I fell to my knees and cradled my belly. At that point a unbreakable bound started a bound that would change my life forever and not just mine but all the people I led on to help.

I was pregnant finally! I never thought it would happen. Everything was perfect it was a lovely pregnancy I started to feel my baby move around 18 weeks. I kept telling myself this is to good to be true I guess I all ready had a gut feeling. Around 19 weeks I could feel my tiny little babies outline. I could feel where his head was and which position he laid in. As a first time mum I thought this was all normal. My partner would fall asleep every night holding our little baby all snuggled into his hand. He knew we was there. But I couldn’t shake this feeling so I consoled in my younger sister as she was pregnant as well and only 2 weeks a head of me. She had this beautiful big bump and couldn’t understand why I could feel my baby and she couldn’t feel hers. We shrugged it off. The night before my anomaly scan I had this gut feeling I remember feeling sick with fear. I kept telling myself everything is fine.

That dreaded day came the day that a part of me died. I had my scan and they where shocked to find absolutely no fluid. That’s why I could feel every tiny detail. My baby didn’t grow any kidneys and they couldn’t find his bladder either. He had something called renal agenesis. I look at that screem and I saw his face his jaw wide open. He looked like he was in pain, my baby that i so so longed for was suffering. We talked for a week about what the right thing to do was. And we finally decided that we would let our baby be at rest. Peter Ryan Tiberius Goddard was born on 01/07/16 at 3:35am he died at 3:40am on my chest listening to me talking to him. We spent a beautiful 16 hours with him and was sent home with a box and no baby. I walked through my doors and my place felt coled and empty. I went to what was going to be our son’s bedroom and laid next to his what was going to be his Moses basket and sat rocking it crying my eyes out.

Many weeks had passed and I needed to share my boy, my pride and joy. I posted on a mummy group and was told I wasn’t allowed to as it upset member. My perfect tiny little baby would upset members? What about me? I was upset and looking for help as I was close to given up on life as I wanted to be with him. I was turned away from every mummies page or told my son needed a trigger warning. I wasn’t having any of it. So I decided to make my own group and promised myself and my son that I would try and make a difference that he wouldn’t be hid away and that no baby should have! The group grew bigger and bigger and bigger. It became and amazing support group for 3 thousand men and women all who had go through a loss of their child. We had people who had chemical pregnacys to people’s who child died when they where teenagers. No one is treated differently we embrace our children and always talk about them. My aim was to show them and the world our children are not a taboo subject say their names loud and proud share their photos without any shame.

I started to dedicate my life to raising awareness for our son and everyone else’s angels. It’s started with sharing Peters story in various magazines such as real people and Ok magazine. His beautiful face was shared all over the world even magazines in America published Peters story. I was contacted by BBC news to share his story and to share why I was doing what I was doing and at the end of my interview I quoted “these are our babies, we should be allowed to share them with pride. They are not taboo they are our children”. I had thousands of inboxes of people saying they where made to be silence about their loses even those who had them 60 odd years ago finally found the courage to talk about their babies because of this. I knew I needed to do more. I knew how important it was to open the world’s eyes to pregnancy and Infant loss.

On October 15th 2017 I organised and planned a demonstration down Margate sea front. A very busy place where’s 100s of people walk past every day. Me and a group of ladies posted 1000s of our babies and children who sadly past away names. Each post note represented a child or baby. We had loads of people stop and asked us what we did. We was always met with the response “I didn’t realise there was so many” after we left the memorial wall people stared to add their children’s names. The wall grew bigger and bigger. I was contacted by the local newspaper where they covered the story. Many other news papers picked up on it and it became huge. The wall stayed for 2 whole weeks and by the end 1000s of babies names where placed on the wall. We raised a lot of awareness all those babies had been recognised not only in Margate but world wide! Sadly the council decided to pull it all down due to health and safety. But the message stayed in people’s hearts. In December 2017 we did a special Christmas tree in memory of all our children this tree had 100s of babies names on them. More newspapers covered the story.

I couldn’t believe how much awareness I was spreading that my son didn’t die for no reason as I kept telling myself. His death had a purpose no matter what I believe his memory was living on through all the awareness we was raising. With help from my admins the page grew bigger and bigger I introduced special neverland packs for people who had lost babies and had nothing to remember them. These packs contain memory gifts and little outfits. We have sent out over 500 packs since January 2018. I am currently in a middle of a very big project where we are showing the “true” faces of pregnancy and infant loss. A video that will be realised on 15th October 2018 world wide. I am also currently contacting various land marks and asking them to change their lights to pink and blue on the evening of October 15th.

I do all this for my son and for all those babies who deserve to be recognised. Our children mean the world to us that don’t stop when their heart dose. That love will forever stay with us. We will forever be grieving over what should of been.

What Others Have Said

Stacie has done so much since losing her beautiful baby boy peter to raise awareness of babyloss & to support other grieving families through their losses