Amie Bridson, 37, from Chester
Hanging up my washing in the living room, I felt a sharp stabbing pain in my lower stomach.
‘Ow!’ I screamed. Looking down, I realised that blood was dripping from my pants.
Oh my God, I thought. This can’t be normal.
I had been told I’d had a miscarriage four weeks prior, in July 2019, after suffering a haemorrhage and so didn’t understand why this was happening now.
It seemed to be a lot of blood.
And with my partner Robert, now 40, away at work and my little girl Isabelle, then seven, at school, I phoned 999.
Being rushed to hospital and whisked in straight away for scans – me and the doctors both couldn’t believe what we were seeing.
‘I can see you have a really healthy baby,’ the doctor said. ‘You’re 12 weeks pregnant.’
To be told that I had lost my baby four weeks prior and having gone through the
