Lisa Whatley

My Activity Tracking


My target 26 mi

I’m fundraising for the charity Sands!

This year I'm taking part in My Marathon My Way to raise vital funds for Sands during this incredibly difficult time.

In these uncertain times, the Sands helpline and online community are vital in keeping bereaved families connected by offering a safe, confidential and compassionate space to talk.

The NHS is stretched and Sands are there to support with the various emotional needs bereaved parents and families have day to day, which can be heightened in such uncertain times.

Sands is not immune from the effects of this pandemic so I’m taking on My Marathon My Way to save lives with every mile.

My Updates

My Marathon My Way Complete!!

Saturday 2nd Jan
I’ve just finished my last 5K run for Henry 💙 

Totalling up 29 miles for SANDS in 6 weeks raising well over my initial target of £200. 

I am feeling proud that I have run a Marathon, which for me is incredible in honour of our beloved Henry 💙 

Yet as usual my joy is coupled with sadness.  This is my life.  Although I now know that it’s ok to feel this way.  

As for grief, you’ll find it comes in waves. When the ship is first wrecked, you’re drowning with wreckage all around you. Everything floating around you reminds you of the beauty and the magnificence of the ship that was, and is no more. All you can do is float. You find some piece of the wreckage and you hang on for a while. Maybe it’s a photo or a happy memory. All you can do is float. Stay alive. 

In the beginning, the waves are 100 feet tall and crash over you without mercy. They come 10 seconds apart and don’t even give you time to catch your breath. All you can do is hang on  and float. After a while, maybe weeks, maybe months, you’ll find the waves are still 100 feet tall but they come further apart. When they come, they still crash all over you and wipe you out.  But in between, you try to breathe, try to function. You never know what’s going to trigger the grief. It might be a song, a smell... it can be just about anything. Then the waves come crashing. But in between waves, there is life. 

Somewhere down the line, you may find the waves are only 80 feet tall. While they still come, they come further apart. You can see them coming; an anniversary, a Christmas or a due date. You can see the waves coming, for the most part and prepare yourself. When it washes over you, you know that somehow you will again, come out the other side. Soaking wet, spluttering still hanging on to some tiny piece of the wreckage, but you’ll come out. 

💙Henry Ryan Whatley💙
⭐️Shine Bright Little One⭐️ 

Halfway for Henry 💙

Wednesday 9th Dec
Today marks 13 miles in 2.5 weeks. Not bad considering the weather, life in general with ruddy Covid and a niggly back. 

A big shout out to those that have donated - I smashed my initial target of £200 so THANK YOU to every one of you! 🥰 

A big up to my fellow running friends who have supported me - there’s still the next weeks if some of you would like to join me... 

💙Henry Ryan Whatley💙 
⭐️ Shine Bright Little One ⭐️ 

Our Henry 💙

Sunday 22nd Nov
Friday 24th November 2017 I attended my anomaly scan at 20 weeks, the sonographer immediately asked if I had been losing amniotic fluid or had recently suffered an infection to which I replied ‘no’.  She continued to scan not saying anything. There was no relay of her findings for what felt like hours.  Then she stated that she needed to get a colleague.  Alarm bells started to ring in my head.  

The senior sonographer came into the room with her colleague. They both stared at the screen while she started to scan my baby again and then the senior sonographer said “I see”.  That’s all that was said for a long time.  I finally asked “Can you tell me your concerns?” 
I was told that baby has low amniotic fluid around him, fluid in his tummy and lungs called hydrops. Also they can’t see all the organs because the fluid is too low. 
They tell me there are no consultants on duty as it was a Friday evening. So I would be called on Monday morning.  

Sadly my husband hadn’t come to my appointment with me as we had already had a private gender scan a few weeks before. We knew we were having a boy and naively thought that everything was ok as the 12 week scan had been fine.  My mum had accompanied me instead.  I felt numb and didn’t really know how to tell him that something wasn’t right. I had to collect my eldest from his childminder so just went onto autopilot until he went to bed. Then the enormity of the situation hit me like a ton of bricks.   

After an extremely long weekend Monday morning came and I received a call at 8:50am informing me that I had been referred to Fetal Medicine at St Thomas’ in London. 
Later that day, they called to make two appointments for Wednesday that week. 

After hours of scans and discussions  still with no prognosis,  it was decided that baby was safe inside me and that we should come back next week to see if my fluid level would go down further.  It was heart breaking to know that my baby was so poorly yet there was nothing I could do. 

The following week the scan revealed that my amniotic fluid had decreased further and there was even more fluid in baby’s lungs and tummy. This meant that the kidneys could still not be seen. 
My consultant mentioned that my case had been put forward to a panel of 5 other doctors. The verdict was that baby was not viable outside of my womb. That the lack of fluid around him was squashing his organs and deforming his limbs. Therefore, the latest news that my amniotic fluid was even lower than last week was a real cause for concern.  

We were told that if I continued with the pregnancy baby would pass away at some stage as he would be squashed in my womb due to no fluid surrounding him.  His lungs and tummy would fill completely with fluid inevitably drowning him. I couldn’t bear to think of him suffering.  As I looked down at my bump I knew what decision I would have to make. In this moment I detached myself from my baby as I knew I would have to say goodbye.

We were shown to the quiet room once again.  The details about a Medical Termination were explained to us; which involved coming back to St Thomas’ for a potassium injection to stop baby’s heart and then an induction 2 days later at my local hospital to give birth.

 I had to wait a whole week  - it was the longest week of my life! 

My baby’s heart stopped at 14.10pm on Wednesday 13th December 2017.  It was a bleak winters day.  

Henry Ryan Whatley was born at 04:09am on Monday 18th December 2017. He weighed a tiny 1lb 3ozs and measured 28cm long.  His teeny hands had not formed properly and his legs were very deformed. Henry’s tummy was so round. It was clear to see just how poorly he truly was.  As we still didn’t know what had caused him to be this way we were sure that we wanted a full post-mortem. I needed answers. 

We finally laid Henry to rest on Wednesday 7th February 2018.  
For me it was a bittersweet day as we were saying goodbye to our little boy yet the reason he was gone too soon was still unexplained. 

Waiting for an appointment to see the consultant, where the results of the post-mortem would be revealed  was draining.  The day arrived; Tuesday 15th May we found out that Henry had Bilateral Renal Agenesis known as Potters Syndrome.  He had no kidneys.  At last a reason as to why he had to die. I felt as though I could breathe again - I hadn’t realised that the last 7 months I’d been holding my breath.  It had been such a surreal journey that I had the missing piece to complete the puzzle.  Life had carried on despite this cruel encounter for over 7 months and now I was faced with the what now scenario.  A new loft conversion had been created to give us more space but the reality of having a nursery with no baby was devastating.  

I truly believe that I did not start the grieving process until August 2018 a whole 10 months after first laying on that bed finding out there were some abnormalities with my baby boy. 

It’s been a tough few years but with my family and friends by my side I am feeling stronger than ever. 

As I approach Henry’s 3rd heavenly birthday I want this years’ celebrations to be extra special after the shitshow that has been 2020.  

Running and fitness classes have been my saviour during my recovery.  So I decided to take part in the My Marathon My Way challenge to push myself out of my comfort zone.  If there are any of you willing to help by donating to the SANDS charity that would be awesome or perhaps some of you would like to support me by being a running buddy at some point in the next 6 weeks - that would make my day!  

💙Henry Ryan Whatley💙 
⭐️Shine Bright Little One⭐️ 

Thank you to my Sponsors


Jeanette Ryan

Love to my Grandson ⭐️


Louise Lynds



Marilyn Whatley

Well done Lisa, keep going I know you will. God bless Henry xxx⭐⭐⭐


Michelle Rozier

Well done Lisa, a cause close to both of our hearts.


Jo Palmer




Well done lisa. In memory of Henry.


Emma Troup

Well done Lisa xx


Lisa Whatley


Cathy & Matt Devincenzi

Good luck Lisa, a charity very close to my heart ❤️ Xx



So proud of you always. Henry is too xxx


Lauretta Bravaccini

Love you so much xxx


Justin Seal

Well done Lisa, sorry to hear about this


Emma O’brien

Well done Lisa! Good luck. X


Angie Last

Thinking of you and your family. You will smash this as you as a strong and special lady 😘😘


Lisa Wilson

You are amazing. You should be so very proud of yourself- I know a shining star that is. X


Vanessa Pinkney

Good luck from the Pinkneys xxx


Tanya Mckenzie-gordon

Sending love as always ❤️. You will smash this Lisa xx



Well done, lovely, absolutely smashed it ♥️♥️


Susan Wotherds

Lots of love Sue and Jay xx


Yeemen Ho

Sending you and your family lots of love Lisa xxxx


Linda Bunting

Best wishes and loving thoughts 💙


Laura M

Sending the strongest woman I know all the support and encouragement that I have, to help you achieve this almighty feat. Love you chick xxx



Good luck! Such an amazing and worthy charity 😘


The Rowe Family

Good Luck. One of the strongest women I know. Sending you all much love 💕


Ashley Kilner

Good luck, Lisa! What a wonderful positive thing to do in the memory of your beautiful boy. Sending lots of love to you all x x x


Annette O'brien

You go girl 💛


Toni A

An amazing lady running for an amazing cause xxx



Good luck Lisa!!


Sahra Gutridge

Such a much moving story. I don’t know u at all, but felt compelled to support you in some small way. Thank u for sharing. You’re very brave x


Annie May

Lots of love from Annie and Luke


Harj Khunkhun

Best of luck. You can do it.


Michelle Payne

Lisa you are incredibly strong. Good luck. Also happy to run with you!! XX



What a wonderful way to remember Henry xx he will be proud


Nick Nock

Hey lovely Lisa.. well done on doing superb with your challenge!! Very proud of you! With love n best wishes Nikki Xxx


Kate George

Good luck Lisa!! 🙂🙂🙂 xxx


Christine Hubble


Katie Jones



Kerry King



Well done Lisa - you will smash it xxx


Kirsty Gill

Henry is so proud of you as are we! X





Mo Coshall

Good luck in your challenge. A very worthy cause 😘


Gina Lawrence

Well done Lisa, you have done amazing. Everyone is super proud of you xx


Tracey Smith

Good luck Lisa. Sending you lots of love ❤️ xx


Claire Taylor

You’ve got this ......Good luck Lisa everyone is with you every step of the way. ⭐️



Well done Lisa 💕



Well done Mama xxx



Henry is with his mummy every step of the way!!! You are Smashing it!! You must be so proud of doing this! So special... 💙👼🏻



You are doing so incredibly well 😘 xxx


Gerri Wrentmore

Amazing challenge for a wonderful group. Love to all Gerri x


Jo Chapman

You go Mumma! Henry will be so proud 💙


Sam Dawson

Good luck my lovely! You are the strongest person I know! Henry will be so proud! Lots of love xxxxx


Bernice Kennett

Well done hun xx


Sarah Collins

Good luck Lisa! Lots of love x



Good Luck Lisa, what a brave lady and such an amazing cause to raise money for. Will always be around for a run with you anytime xx


Lorraine Parks

Well done Lisa, fabulous achievement xx


Kylie X

Well done my lovely friend


Sam Harding

Lisa, what a heartbreaking story. Good luck with your challenge, you’re gonna smash it! Happy to run with you too x You can do this special lady xxx



What a wonderful thing you are doing. I hope you raise lots xxx


Becki Bates

Good Luck......


Helen Head

You can do it lisa xx


Sarah J

Well done Lisa, sorry it’s not more xx


Stuart Castle

Good luck x


Pauline Wilson (middleton)

Good Luck




Beth Baker

Well Done Lisa...Love The Bakers