When I went into the hospital for my routine anomaly scan at 20 weeks pregnant, I had absolutely no reason to be anything but excited to find out the sex of our baby. It was a textbook pregnancy so I was not worried about going alone, covid restrictions meant that Tim wasn't allowed to come with me, he just dropped me off and went to work, excited to get a phone call from me exclaiming "IT'S A GIRL!" or "IT'S A BOY!". I can vividly relive in my mind the moment when the lovely sonographer said from behind her mask "I've got some horrible news, there's no heartbeat." My world went into slow motion and a blur all at the same time, I found it difficult to breathe through the sobs and I had to deliver some very different news over the phone to Tim than either of us expected. It was a particularly difficult week that followed, with the labour having multiple complications and me losing so much blood I felt like I might die and all to deliver my baby girl whose spirit was already in heaven. Because of the Lily-Mae foundation, we were able to have beautiful keepsakes, memories and photos of and with our baby Eden, they supplied a 'cold cot' so that we could be with her for as long as we wanted. Because of the Lily-Mae foundation, we were able to break the bad news to Eden's big sisters in a gentle and tender way with sibling bags provided for them containing a worry doll, a notebook, coloured pencils and other things to help them process their grief and disappointment. Because of the Lily-Mae foundation, we have grief counseling available to us for the times when those waves come along and take our breath away. The work that they do with parents and families is absolutely indispensable and I'd even go as far as to say that in some cases it is life-saving. Please help us to raise as much money as we possibly can for this worthy cause.