04/07/2025
Hi, let me re-introduce myself. My name is Katie and I’m 28, I am a mom of 2 beautiful children Lyla who is 2. And Layton who gained his wings July 9th 2024.
I started my journey into labour, pretty much the same way as I did with Lyla. I had my sweeps, at already 2cm. lost my mucus plug a few days later and the contractions started a few hours later, It started off light, then intensified very very quickly. I had immense pain, I couldn’t even stand. I was light headed, followed with intense sickness. I called triage and made my way into hospital. When I got there, they lay me onto the bed. I couldn’t let them touch me, the pain was too immense, I had gas and air for them to do multiple checks, Doppler, scans. And give me the dreaded words that nobody wanted to hear. That there is no heart beat.
That day was a normal day, I ate my dinner felt my happy boy moving around as usual. That day was no different to the rest of my textbook pregnancy. But those words on that day. Broke me into a million pieces.
I was given the option to have a natural labour, or have a c section. I opted for the c section because I just wanted not to await that first cry.
When I got into surgery they had some complications, they had realised I had a Placental Abruption.
- placental Abruption is when the cord detaches from the walls of the placenta.
My sweet baby was born, full term. 7lb 1oz. A perfect boy in every way. I spent hours into surgery without holding my boy, laying on the operating table, having large blood transfusions. All in all, I lost 22 bags of blood. My body was weak, snapping all the lines they inserted into my body.
12 hours after my surgery when he was born, I ended up back into emergency surgery, I was told that if the bleed couldn’t be controlled, I would have to have a hysterectomy. I was put to sleep for my surgery. I almost lost my life due to an internal bleed that they struggled to control. My family were told to prepare for the worst of the situation. That I may not make it out of this.
After many hours, I came back out of surgery, with also keeping my womb.
I managed to spend just over a week with my boy in hospital. Sharing precious memories that I will treasure forever.
I have done things for various charities to fundraise. I have also fundraised for a CuddleCot in memory of my son, Layton. I share my story to help create awareness of placental abruption to help others 🫶🏼
Little lights is such a big thing for me, as I am navigating this journey approaching my son’s first birthday, and I am thankful I am able to put my grief into something positive. ✨