We woke that morning and Imogen was very cold and her breathing was very erratic. The community nurses arrived to check on things and told us she was going to die that day. We had lots of visitors that day, who wanted to come and say goodbye to our brave little girl. I think i believed she would prove them wrong again and dont think it really sank in what was happening. By 11.30pm that night Imogen was still going so we decided to give her a feed and go up to bed, i listend to her breathing for around and hour before i dropped off to sleep, when i suddenly woke all was very quite, i went over to her moses basket to see she had quitely slipped away, the time was 12.55am on thursday the 23rd of december 2010, the day our lifes were shatterd! We picked her up and put her in bed with us, giving her lots of cuddles and kisses. We waited till the morning before we phoned anyone, the funeral directors picked her up around 4.30pm and that was the last time i got to kiss my daughter, it was the hardest thing a parent should ever do.