Me and my husband Tony wanted to start a family as soon as possible so as soon as we had our house we started trying, after 2 very long years we were over joyed to find out we were pregnant. At our scan at 20 weeks all was well, we found out we were having a girl and because we were so excited we already had a name we named her Melissa Leigh, But then at 22 weeks on the 17th of April 1999 i woke up with pains, i woke Tony and we rushed to the hospital by the time we reached the hospital the pains were so bad i knew we were losing our little girl. i just remember thinking "my dad always makes things better for me" so i begged Tony to save her, i still regret that to this day as he says he is still haunted by my words. When Melissa was born there was nothing they could do for her as she was so small. She was so tiny but perfect, she was even doing suckling motions and sticking out her tongue. All we could do was hold her untill she died. All the family came to meet Melissa and everyone had a little cuddle. I remember being took to a room for some privacy and two new dads were staring at Melissa in my arms and i felt like screaming at them. We visited every day in the chapel and luckily i didnt forget anything she was buried with teddies and photos so we dont have the "we should have done this and that". We could not believe all the people that turned up for Melissa's funeral i was so proud of her Daddy carrying her down the isle, and so proud of Melissa she had touched so many people and should'nt have even been born yet.

 

Sadly we don't have a happy ending YET we lost another baby in sept 2000 who we named Sam because it was too early to know the sex  and just had our 3rd failed IVF.

 

We remember that day as the worst day of our lives but we would not be without the memories of our beautiful little girl for anything in the world.

 

On Melissa's headstone we have " you held our hands for a little while but hold our hearts forever" it says it all.

Night night little angel xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx