Louis John Vivian Tippet was born asleep on the 2710/12, I was 28 weeks pregnant. This is my little man’s story. I found out I was pregnant on the 15th May 2012, It was one the happiest days of my life and couldn’t wait to become a mummy. Everything was going great no hardly any morning sickness just a little tired. We loved seeing our tiny swimming around at the scans and the little heart beating away. At the 20-week scan everything was ‘normal’ and moving along as it should. I went to midwife appointment at 26 weeks and she was happy with everything and I felt amazing. In my 27th week my feet and lower legs doubled in size so worried I went to my doctors. My blood pressure was a little high. As it was Friday my doctor couldn’t get hold of a midwife and she left a message for them to call me. That weekend I rested up and felt good. Monday morning the Midwife couldn’t see me in clinic so sent me to the hospital to check my blood pressure. I was in for 8 hours as my blood pressure was a little high, but again everything else was fine and I heard our little baby’s heart beat for the first time. I was so happy as the community midwife didn’t believe in letting my hear it. 8 hours later I was discharged so went home and told to rest and to see the community midwife that Thursday. On Tuesday I put my feet up and enjoyed all the little kicks I was feeling, and that night he was very active. Wednesday morning I got as normal for work, I was just about to go to work and went to the toilet to findspotting. I called the assessment unit who said that was it wasn’t flowing and I had had a bowl movement that it was normal and to rest up and monitor it and call back in an hour. I called the assessment unit again and they said again as it wasn’t a flow to rest up that it was normal. That day I rested but didn’t feel much movement. Finale early hours of Thursday morning I felt what I thought to be a movement so was able to sleep. Thursday afternoon I went to the community midwife to have my blood pressure checked. She examined my bump and wasn’t happy as it was smaller than my last visit. So she got heart monitor out to have a list…silence the longest moments of silence there is. She called the assessment unit to have me go for a scan there and then. She tried to reassure me that he was probably hiding, but I knew deep down he had gone. I called my partner to come pick me up, as there was no way I could have driven. When he arrived I broke down. We arrived at the hospital and taken into the scan room where they tried the heart monitor again but nothing, the Doctor then came in to use the scanner. The words no one wants to hear ‘I am sorry but there is no heart beat’. The next couple hours where a blur for me in the hospital, but they talked me through my options, All I could think was is it a boy or a girl and that I wanted my mum. We decided that in 48 hours I was to be induced. I had so much support for my friends and family my Brothers and mum came to stay with us the night before I was to go to hospital. Saturday morning I called the hospital as advised to be told that someone would call back as they had no bed for me at the moment. I waited and they called back an hour later and told me to come in when I was ready. On the way we went to mothercare to buy a blanket and the smallest outfit we could find for my little one. We were taken to a private room away from the delivery wards and I was induced at about midday and told that all the pain relief was waiting for me when I needed it and that I didn’t need to feel it. But I wanted to feel it, to do it for my baby. At 6pm I started to get pains more regular. My mum kept saying that I had a long way to go yet as the level of pain wasn’t so bad and I didn’t ask or want the pain meds. 2 hours later the pains where constant very bad period pain is the only way I could describe it and I had paracetamol. By 9pm the pain was very intense and I was moved to the delivery room and given gas and air while they examined my. As she was about to my waters went and I pushed my baby’s bottom out. Which scared the living daylights out of me as they had told me would be hours yet. They told me that it was a little boy. Unfortunately my body felt that it had done its job and his little head was stuck. The doctor had to do her best to get him out. 10.06pm on the 27th October I had my beautiful baby boy Louis John Vivian Tippet weighing 1lb 10oz. As they placed him in my arms I was too scared to look. But when I did I had so much love for his he was perfect. He spent the night with us in the hospital room in a baby basket, which was a cool bed. I had most of Sunday with him as well. We had him blessed in the hospital. I decided when it was time for him to be taken to the chapel of rest where he stayed until his funeral. We could visit his anytime we wanted to there. I am so grateful for the time that I got to spend with my beautiful baby boy and all the bonding I did in the 7 months I had him inside me. I would do it all again for him. The funeral is a blur, all I can remember it was a beautiful day clear and crisp. They played Tear in heaven and afterwards I read the words the priest said and they where comforting. I have had amazing support from my friends and family and we will give Louis little brother and sisters.