Meet the Miracle Moon Team
Co-founder & Content Director
A NICU Mum and Clinical Psychologist, my baby boy, Arlo was born at 31+1 due to pre-eclampsia. I had a whole load of pregnancy symptoms including stomach pain, nose bleeds, headaches, vanishing twin syndrome and PGP. So when I went for a routine check up with the midwife and she told me my blood pressure was high and I needed to go into hospital for monitoring, I thought it was just going to be another symptom to add to the list.
My blood pressure didn't come down, I developed protein in my urine, I had the mother of all headaches, my kidneys and liver stopped working, so I had an emergency c-section to save both our lives.
I have very little memory of what happened in what order, I was dissociated throughout. I remember them telling us that if he didn't cry that there would be a likelihood he needed oxygen for a while, but when he came out, he let out a really big roar, so big we nearly called him Rory.
I first got to look at him through the incubator doors 12 hours later, we studied each other's faces and I tried to take him in. I felt so alone and unsure, this wasn't how it was supposed to be. It was such a whirlwind, it didn't feel like I had a chance to come up for air. But when I saw him, when I held him, I felt able to breathe a little deeper.
The NICU experience changed me forever and it gave me a fire to want to help others feel less alone in their journeys.
Co-founder & Creative Director
This is me, Graphic Designer and co-founder of Miracle Moon, cuddling our daughter, Margot for the first time. Ten whole days after we met her fleetingly in an operating theatre after a doppler at a growth scan showed reversed end-diastolic flow.
We went for our third, and what was expected to be the final growth scan before being discharged back to midwife care, at 11:00 on Thursday 5th September 2019. It was when the Consultant asked me when I’d last eaten that I began to panic, and sure enough by 2pm I was walking down to theatre to deliver our baby at 31+1.
“She’s breathing” the nurse said as they whisked our newborn away and I caught a glimpse of the top of her hat.
We’d had a baby girl; that’s how we found out.
That was the first of many major moments of parenthood that would be stolen or changed irreparably by NICU. I just didn’t know how much it would change me as a person too.