OK, this one sounds smug; but I promise you it isn’t. I am sitting here, just one week away from Teddy’s first birthday, having written only weeks ago that it was my wish to raise £20k before 16th May. To this very moment, Teddy’s Fund has raised £25,181. I cannot quite believe that figure. I don’t know what I imagined when we started the fundraising. In fact, I am unsure as to what I was even trying to do. I wanted to tell the world about Teddy, and about his entrance into the world; and then the unexpected exit that followed. I wrote the story just one week after he died; every moment was still so fresh in my mind; every detail of that week in hospital and how it had played out. That story came from a place of raw emotion and sheer pride as Teddy’s mother. I am not sure I could write it again, not quite like that.