3rd September 2010 was the date for my 25 week midwife appointment. Afterwards, I had planned to go shopping with my mum. We knew that we was team pink and I excitedly got ready leaving the pots and tidying for when I got home.
At my appointment everything seemed to be going OK, then my lovely midwife Becky took my blood pressure. She tried again before highlighting it was high and I would need to attend the assessment centre at Lincoln County Hospital. I will be honest I felt frustrated as I was so excited to go shopping but made my way there.
Once at the assessment centre things quickly escalated and I was admitted. It was almost like a switch had been flicked and I began feeling extremely unwell.
5th September, my birthday. I remember hearing conversations of our little princess possibly delivering and a possible transfer out. I remember being sat on the bed looking out at the beautiful cathedral lit up rocking back in forth with the pain under my ribs becoming unbearable and thinking for the first time, I’m going to lose our baby girl.
The next morning we was updated that I had pre-eclampsia and it would be best for me to be transferred out so that our daughter was born in a hospital with a level 3 neonatal unit to give her the best chance of survival. It was no longer if she would arrive early, but when.
We was quickly informed that there where beds for us in Sheffield, and before we knew it I was being secured in the back of the ambulance.
Wow! That journey is one I will never forget. The noise of everything rattling, the noise of the sirens, not being able to move off that bed my head pounding and feeling completely not with it. On arrival I was settled into their high dependency unit. My poor partner arrived not long after me and looked petrified. He didn’t want to fall too far behind the ambulance despite being told to not try and keep up, the tears where streaming down his face burning his eyes he could hardly see, petrified of losing not only our baby but by this point also me.
The next few days where a blur as I became sicker, and informed I now had HELLP syndrome. I was taken for a scan the morning of 8th September with the consultant, Lee had not made it from his hotel yet as this was not planned. I laid there first baby, just turned 25 absolutely petrified and as the consultant scanned my precious bump, I will never ever forget the words he said “right now your baby is getting the blood to where they need it, however there is a high chance we will come to listen in again and there may no longer be a heartbeat”. I remember laid there fighting back the tears, wanting to be strong and not look stupid, I couldn’t wait for Lee to arrive to just hold me.
9th September I can hand on heart say I have never felt so unwell in my life, that night Lee went back to the hotel for me to try and sleep, but I couldn’t, being squeezed by a BP cuff every 15 minutes and feeling like I was going to die. I remember laying there feeling completely out of it, like I was not here and looking in, the nurses rushing around and hearing we need to deliver we need to deliver her blood pressures so high I don’t know how she hasn’t had a stroke or died. All of a sudden the hustle stopped and my blood pressure had slightly come down, they held off delivering.
10th September people were being offered breakfast and they skipped me, and at that point I just thought “she’s coming” I remember texting Lee and he raced over and arranged for our parents to get over to Sheffield.
The consultant then came in and delivered the news that I was too sick and in order to save my life our baby had to be born. As things where being prepared me, Lee sat there frantically googling if 26 week babies could survive and looking for success stories.
10th September @ 12.25pm our girl crashed into our world, we called her Ophelia Grace, she was 576grams of perfection.
I didn’t see her come out. Lee said she looked like a tiny chicken fillet rolled up on the resuscitaire as she was rushed to the room attached for them to try and stabilise her. I heard the tiniest squeak. I was reassured it was a small cry. At that point I thought we have got a fighter!
It was 2 days before I was stable enough to meet our girl. As I was wheeled through the NICU doors I just thought wow what is this amazing world and how did I not know it existed. I felt so ignorant.
I approached Ophelia’s incubator, and my heart raced my eyes began to flood and as I looked at her tiny little body covered in wires, lines and on a ventilator I felt a wave of guilt, sadness and anger… why?! The lovely nurses asked if I wanted to touch Ophelia and I froze. I was so scared of harming her precious delicate body. I remember Lee giving my shoulder a reassuring squeeze, I washed my hands and rubbed in some alcohol gel, that smell still takes me back there now, and I slowly put my hand into the warm humid incubator and touched her hand and it hit me, I am her mummy and we are going to ride this rollercoaster of a journey together.
At 5 days old I got my first cuddle with Ophelia, we had kangaroo care. The team of incredible nurses facilitated carefully positioning our daughter down my top onto my chest. At that moment it felt like time stood still, I took in the tiny size, smelt her and placed the most tender kiss on her head. It meant the world.
Over the next few weeks I was discharged and got to have a parents room on the NICU so that we could be close to Ophelia. The nurses taught us how to feed Ophelia via her nasogastric tube, they taught us how to do her cares and tried to get us to feel like parents.
When Ophelia was just over a week old, we was filled with so much hope she was doing amazing. Then the honeymoon period ended. She began to deteriorate. Her left lung had collapsed, and her tiny body was struggling. She began having lots of events and was also treated for suspected sepsis, at this point we was asked if we would like to get Ophelia christened. I remember the wave of anger and upset I felt. I very quickly said no, my daughter will be christened when she comes home. Reflecting on that day I think I was trying to protect my own feelings.
Ophelia fought and we began to see improvements. I sat at her bedside day and night hours turning to days that turned to weeks and at a month old it was felt Ophelia was stable enough to be transferred to a Neonatal Unit nearer home. I was pleased that we would be home and have our support network close. Lee needed to return to work as we needed the money, although on the flip side I completely trusted and felt at ease with the nurses that had being caring for Ophelia. They became a huge part of our journey and I was apprehensive of a new team getting to know and caring for our baby.
We transferred unit and it was there we was to spend the rest of our neonatal journey. After being away from home for over a month it felt strange going home, it turned out a long shopping trip… and I am pleased to report the washing up was done.
Arriving in a new NICU was petrifying it didn’t look so high tech as Sheffield (this was pre their now lovely open plan modernised unit) and for some reason this made me really panic about the team that would be caring for Ophelia. It really took some getting used to a new team and I openly admit I probably was an absolute nightmare, but slowly I trusted the team and I became comfortable. I started to go home at night to sleep without being worried sick about who was on shift that night.
Ophelia had a long journey of ups and downs lots of blood transfusions, septic screens, suspected NEC, back and forth of CPAP as they struggled to wean her the list could be endless. But this new team got it right and slowly but surely they helped to nurse Ophelia towards home.
The team on NICU was a huge part of our journey. They didn’t only care for our daughter but us as a family. They recognised when we was struggling and when the rollercoaster was all getting too much. They would spend time with us, reassure us and help to alleviate our stresses and worries, the team where amazing.
They also made sure we was involved with Ophelia’s cares tiny steps at a time. We didn’t know how to be parents but they guided us and prepared us for not just being parents in hospital but the next step of our journey taking our precious baby home.
Throughout this journey I would sit and watch. I would sit and absorb this amazing little world and watch the nurses in awe. They were incredible, I admired each and every one of them. I used to think WOW what an incredible job to have.
I then started asking questions to different nurses about their role, how they became neonatal nurses and I started to think I wonder if I could do this. My interest in neonatal care continued to grow week by week, collating all the useful information ready to mould my future.
Finally after a long 14 weeks, a week before Christmas it was our time! After watching so many babies come to the NICU and go home it was our moment. I was so excited although very nervous that I would no longer have the wonderful security blanket of the nurses there to hold me up. As I left, I said to the nurses that I will be back, they politely smiled and was probably thinking we hear this all the time.
A few months passed and we was lovely and settled at home and I thought further about becoming a neonatal nurse and I quickly enrolled onto the Nursing Access course at Lincoln college to start that September. It was a real juggle and I often struggled. Ophelia was often unwell and hospitalised with bronchiolitis just as my biggest piece of work was due but I did it and completed the year.
I had applied at the University of Hull to do the children’s nursing degree, and when I was successful at securing my place I couldn’t believe it. As I started the course Sept 2012 Ophelia had just turned 2. I honestly think I was crazy. It was a tough course and I went through a lot in my personal life, but I just thought about the end result and why I was doing the degree. I had lots of amazing placements and was lucky enough to have several NICU ones. That amazing little world completely stole my heart. I proudly graduated from the University of Hull with a BSc Children’s nursing degree with first class honours.
In September 2015 I secured my first job on the 2nd NICU to care for Ophelia, exactly where I wanted to be, I was over the moon. My first day I felt very emotional but also excited. I remember walking onto the unit and one of the nurses saying to me “when you said that you would work here one day we never thought you actually would”, I proudly smiled.
I feel so proud, lucky and privileged to work on our lovely unit and I continue to be in complete awe of my senior team mates and thinking I hope I can be half the nurse that they are one day.
I quickly found my feet and my skills and knowledge grew. I loved my job so much. After a few years I was ready to further develop, so off I went to Nottingham University and became qualified in speciality in neonatal care.
In 2019 we finally felt strong enough for another baby and we had our lovely son full term called Ovie. That pregnancy came with its own struggles. My mental health really struggled, and I became scared to death I would lose our baby. But our boy was perfect.
Once I returned from maternity leave I was hungry for more and desperate to progress. I successfully interviewed for my band 6 senior nurse role, and I loved the new challenge. I continued to progress in my role, and I found myself gravitating towards the advanced neonatal nurse practitioners. They are absolutely incredible and I loved the thought of doing their job, although never in my wildest dreams did I think I would.
Before I knew it there was an trainee Advanced Neonatal Nurse practitioner position advertised for my unit and after a little thought I just thought stuff it I will give it a go and the interview experience would most certainly be valuable if nothing else.
I prepared hard for the interview, it was tough and scary, however I was proud that I stepped outside of my comfort zone. When I got the call to be offered the position later in the day, I was absolutely taken a back. How did I go from beautician to mum of a premature baby, to nurse and then trainee ANNP in 7 years.
I commenced at the University of Sheffield to begin my Masters in Advanced Clinical Practice in September 2022 and I am absolutely loving my new role and the journey it is taking me on. At times it’s hard and I question if I can do it, but I remind myself how far I have come and that nothing is impossible.
I am so excited and feel absolutely privileged to have been given this amazing opportunity. I qualified as a nurse as I turned 30 and will turn 40 as I qualify as an advanced neonatal nurse practitioner (fingers crossed). I simply cannot believe it and feel incredibly lucky. I truly hope that I leave such an impression with the babies and families I care for in our special little world of the NICU as the team left imprinted on my heart.

I’m Lora Alexander, one of the Quality Improvement coaches in a busy Level 3 NICU. QI is all about understanding problems, thinking of solutions, implementing ideas and analysing the results.
My name is Adedoyin Yissau, also known as Dee. I am the Education and Workforce Lead for the London Operational Delivery Network. I came into post as a Network Educator in 2019 and have since developed nursing education region wide, with the current focus on developing a nursing career pathway for London.
Neonatal Network Nurse Educator
My name is Dr. Julia Petty, and I am a nurse lecturer specialising in children’s nursing with a particular interest in neonatal care. My nursing career in paediatric and neonatal clinical nursing practice began after a BSc Hons degree in Psychology at Warwick University, when I moved to Great Ormond Street Hospital, London. Here, I trained in children’s and adult nursing before working there for many years in children’s and neonatal surgical care. I then gained my neonatal nursing qualification at St George’s NHS Trust London and worked at the Whittington NHS Trust NICU before moving back to Great Ormond Street for a senior education role on NICU where I worked until 2001. I then worked as Senior Lecturer at City University, London for 12 years leading the neonatal nursing education portfolio. I studied for a MSc, a PGCE and MA in academic practice during this time, In 2013, I moved to the University of Hertfordshire where my role is Associate Professor (learning and teaching) and Senior lecturer child nursing. I teach on the BSc Hons nursing and master’s degree programmes including leadership of modules, face-to-face/online teaching, assessing and supervision of students at all levels up to doctorate level. I am also research active and have completed a Doctorate in Education. As a nurse, educator and post-doctorate researcher, my interests focus on parents’ premature birth experiences, supporting parents in the transition home from NICU, exploring communication needs of neonates and their carers and studying the educational value of digital storytelling. This combination and variety of roles enriches my working life and brings together my experience as a child / neonatal nurse, educator and researcher. My role and related activities enable me to engage in both education and research while supporting students on their nursing career and education pathway, which is a privilege to be part of.
Hello my name is Claire Richards and I’m the Lead Nurse for the Wales Maternity and Neonatal Strategic Network. This covers nursing leadership but also Neonatal transport. I also have a clinical honorary contract in one Health Board.
Hello, my name is Kim Edwards, and I am a Neonatal Nurse. I am currently the Lead Nurse and Workforce, Education Lead for the Thames Valley and Wessex Neonatal Operational Delivery Network (ODN)
Hello, my name is Jean and I am a registered children’s nurse with 27 years experience. I qualified with a DipHE after struggling academically due to dyslexia. Over my career I have worked mainly in PICU, NICU and children’s cardiac critical care. I am dual qualified in speciality (QIS) for both Neonatal and Paediatrics. The QIS program is a post graduate modular course completed at level 6/7. To be considered QIS you must successfully complete 4 separate modules, each have an academic and practical component. Only on completion of the QIS course can you apply for a band 6 role. In addition to the above qualifications it is expected you would have several years proven experience in speciality at Band 6 and 7 prior to applying for a Matron’s role.
My name is Lisa Baker, I’m a Ward Manager on a Level 2 Special Care Baby Unit in South Wales and I’ve been in this role since 2020.
Hello, my name is Wesell, and I am currently a trainee Advanced Neonatal Nurse Practitioner (ANNP) at Great Western Hospital, which is a Local Neonatal Unit (LNU). Prior to this, I gained substantial experience in a tertiary neonatal unit where I completed my QIS course at master’s level. This course, alongside my role as a senior nurse, provided me with the expertise required to develop my career further in neonatal care.
My name is Hannah Wells, and I am a Neonatal Surgical Clinical Nurse Specialist (CNS).
Hi, I am Amanda and work as the Neonatal Infant Feeding Coordinator for a NICU and a SCBU within one service. While the role is not standardised, many neonatal units now have dedicated posts.
Hello, my name is Daniela Machado, and I am proud to be a Developmental Care Specialist/Lead Nurse and a sister/charge nurse, working across two different trusts. I am originally from Porto, Portugal, and have spent 14 years building my nursing career in the UK. My role involves applying and advancing neuroprotective/developmental care practices for our preterm and neonatal patients/families.
Hello! I am Renjita Raju , a Neonatal Junior Sister working in London. After completing my BSc nursing degree in India, I moved to UK, and completed NMC OSCE to get registered and QIS course to become specialised in neonatal care. I recently qualified as an NLS instructor with the support from NNA scholarship programme. My role involves caring for premature and critically ill newborns, ensuring their safety and health with a highly collaborative multidisciplinary team. I also teach in NLS courses as an instructor following my passion in neonatal resuscitation. I love witnessing infants grow stronger each day and supporting their families through this journey. I’m grateful for the opportunity to provide meaningful compassionate care to the tiniest, most vulnerable patients.