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I welcome you with a heavy heart and open arms

Back in May 2020, at the height of lockdown when, frankly no one knew their arses from their elbows, I went to the 12 week scan of my fourth child. I considered myself an old hat and, If I’m really honest, was already forming a witty social media post to team up with the ultrasound picture.

When I heard the words ‘I’m sorry, there’s no heartbeat’ my world, as I knew it, came crashing down. I ignorantly assumed that miscarriage wouldn’t be part of my story. I couldn’t believe the all consuming grief of my experience, I couldn’t believe that people were going through this every single day in relative silence, held back from grieving by the unspoken ‘rules’ of society. I left the hospital with a flimsy photocopy laying out my ‘management options’ and I knew then, that it simply wasn’t enough.

Compounding my grief was the isolation… I felt so alone. my loss was a complicated one and by the time the brutal physicalities were over, everyone around me, including close friends and family had moved on, leaving me feeling as though my baby only existed to me and that my grief was disproportionate to my loss. I wrote a blog that struck a chord with not just a few women, as I’d assumed, but literally thousands. And not just women who were going through miscarriage at that time, but ladies who had lost babies decades beforehand, still wearing their cloak of grief, unable to remove it, simply learning to live with the burden.

These phenomenal women inspired me to start a facebook support group, to allow women to share what they’d been through, often for the first time, this led to meeting Laura ‘Big Balls’ Buckingham.

Together we hope to change the way support looks during this devastating experience, one heartbreak at a time.

So please, lean on us, we will love you until you are strong enough to love yourself again.

Bex xxx

Hi, I’m Laura - co-founder, author, and member of The Worst Girl Gang Ever.

First of all, I’m so sorry you’re here. If you’ve found your way to this space, chances are you’re walking a path no one should have to walk. I know first-hand how truly shit it is to find yourself in this gang – but I can promise you, you’re not alone anymore.

My own journey to motherhood was a long and brutal one. We started trying for a baby back in 2012, naively thinking we’d be holding one in our arms within a year. But what followed was over seven years of heartbreak – seven pregnancy losses before our son Bertie arrived in 2019. And even after that, we endured five more losses before Wilf joined us in 2023, and our third boy, Sid, completed our family in 2024.

During those 12 years, we experienced chemical pregnancies, missed miscarriages, two ectopic pregnancies, and a partial molar pregnancy. I’ve had multiple surgeries, including D&Cs and the removal of polyps, a uterine septum, and my left fallopian tube. I’ve taken more medication than I can remember and sat through more tests and appointments than I ever thought possible.

It was relentless. Exhausting. Soul-destroying. But the worst part was the not knowing – wondering if I would ever get to be a mum, while simultaneously watching everyone around me getting what I could only dream of. I felt broken, left out and left behind. The desperation, the isolation, the all-consuming sadness. It changed me. I lost confidence, shut down, and became a shadow of who I used to be.

In 2020, I published my book It Will Happen, a raw and honest memoir of my fertility journey. I wrote it because I never wanted anyone to feel as alone as I did – and because I truly believe in the power of shared experience to heal, connect, and lift each other up. That belief is at the heart of everything we do at The Worst Girl Gang Ever. I’m determined that no one should have to go through baby loss without support from someone who truly gets it.

I get it. We get it. And we’ve got you.

With love,
Laura
xxx