Lisa Wood

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I’m taking part in Sands Starlight Walk

I’m taking part in Sands Starlight Walk as I want to help those affected by the loss of a baby to find the light in the dark. Every day 13 babies die before, during or shortly after birth. I am raising funds to help Sands continue to build a world where more babies survive, and more families receive the happy ending they deserve.  

Please sponsor me and help Sands create a legacy of hope and comfort, showing the world how much every baby is loved.

Starlight Walk is a sponsored walk where hundreds of people come together to walk under the stars to remember their babies and raise funds for Sands. If you’d like to join me on this challenge, you can sign up here http://www.fundraising.sands.org.uk/starlight-walk Starlight Walk events take place across the UK or you could choose to take part virtually at a location of your choice.

On the darkest of nights, the stars shine the brightest.

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I carried for 13 weeks

Tuesday 18th Nov
I had a managed miscarriage at 13 weeks, and it was one of the most traumatic experiences of my life. My husband and I had been trying for a baby, enjoying the excitement of timing ovulation, newly married, moving into a new home, and planning a holiday with close friends. Everything felt full of hope.

At our 6-week scan they told us, “It might just be too early to see the heartbeat—book another appointment.” So I did, and at 10 weeks I heard the words that shattered me: “I’m sorry, Mrs. Wood, there is no heartbeat.” My whole world collapsed. I walked out of the room, leaving my husband behind, unable to process what I’d just been told. When I returned, the sonographer was incredibly kind and compassionate. She explained what needed to happen next and gave me all the information for the hospital.

When I went to Wolverhampton hospital, I told them that my baby had passed and that I wanted to move forward with the next steps. I still had a growing bump, and it felt unbearable — like something in me that no longer belonged, and I just wanted it to be over. I broke down when they explained that I’d have to wait: another scan, then more weeks before they could arrange anything. I called my husband, sobbing with anger and heartbreak. Then I drove to my mum’s house, crying the entire way, barely making it through the door before collapsing into her arms.

Eventually I went to another hospital, and Darlington hospital were incredible. They organised the managed miscarriage and treated me with the care and compassion I desperately needed.

Thank you to my Sponsors

£16.56

Meg Hoskins