This is my first blog, I have always wanted to write one but always thought “who would be interested in what I had to say”. I now feel I have something worth sharing and maybe help other people who have been through or going through what I have the last few weeks.
On the 23/12/14 myself and Jen were sat in the waiting room talking about how I was not allowed to tell my mum what sex are baby was going to be as we had plans to announce the sex of the baby on Christmas day. What happened next has and will always leave a hole in my hart. As Jen was lying on the bed I knew all was not well as the scanner was taking what seemed a long time to find the babies heart beat. The heart beat was never found and the sad news was that our baby had passed away they think a week and a bit ago. They could not tell us a lot as Baby Gilmour was lying in a awkward position “typical Gilmour being awkward Ha Ha” we were 90% sure Baby Gilmour was a boy and over the next few days looked at some pictures of Jens previous bump pictures from Sophie and Riley. The bump looked like Riley’s bump did and so we were even more certain the baby was going to be a boy.
I think for the next few hours I went through ever type of emotion you could name but found it hard to show or want to show it in front of the staff at Hull hospital as it was not me that would have to give birth to our baby.
The staff at Hull Hospital were fantastic and in particular Amanda the midwife who stayed with us and was talking about what would now have to happen. Luckily for myself and Jen we could ensure that the two kids at home would have there Christmas day as we had both been working and looking forward to the excitement to the big day. I have to be honest that I didn’t care much about xmas as I had lost my Granddad (Pap) on the 18th of December when I was 14 years old, now I was going to have to say good bye to my much loved son who we decided to call Harrison James Gilmour.
Harrison James Gilmour