Vincent Dylan Marlow

*Update 04/08/25 - with the heaviest of hearts and tears in my eyes I am having to write that Vinnie gained his Angel Wings. Thank you all who have donated, please keep sharing this go fund me to give Mollie and Billy the time they need to process this..

Poem By Billy...

Today I killed my baby boy.

I kissed his head. I hushed the noise.

I took the tube with shaking hand

and helped him leave this heavy land

No doctor moved, no stranger came

It was me who chose to speak his name.

It was me who took the breath away,

because I could not make him stay.

Today the wires all went still.

The fight was done. There was no will.

No light behind those perfect eyes,

just silent peace, and soft goodbyes.

His gasp remained, that haunting sound,

but no one woke. No spark was found.

And so I chose, with trembling grace,

to be the arms that gave him space.

Today, I broke my sacred vow.

To guard, protect. I failed somehow.

But deeper still, beyond the ache,

was one more vow I had to make.

To let him go, before he knew,

The kind of life he’d suffer through.

No voice. No play. No joyful call.

Just years that wouldn’t bloom at all.

Today I watched the silence grow.

I felt the warmth begin to go.

No cries, no fight, no final sound

Just love and wires shutting down.

They said he’d breathe but never wake.

A cruel life he’d never take.

No light behind those darkened eyes

Just endless time in silent ties.

So I became the one to choose,

To break the world I couldn’t lose.

I kissed him once, then once again

and set him free from all that pain.

Today I killed my baby boy.

And in that act, destroyed my joy.

But deep inside this endless ache,

I know it was the love it takes.

Today, the world kept turning on,

but mine fell still, because he's gone.

Yet in that stillness, soft and deep,

My boy is safe. My boy’s at peace.

Today I killed my baby son.

No war was fought, no battle won.

No peaceful breath, no rising sun

Just silent screens, and what I’ve done.

Vincent Dylan Marlow 25/7/25 - 4/8/25

"In sterile light, my son lays still.

A quiet fight, a war of will.

Born to breathless, broken cries.

We watched him fall, but would not say goodbye.

His chest rose late, but rise it did.

from hands that prayed and hearts that slid.

Into a storm no words can hold.

Hope flickers faint in griefs dark cold.

Tiny wires trace his form.

Each pulse a plea, each beep a storm.

a mother’s tears, a father’s scream.

Caught in the edges of a shattered dream.

But here you are, my warrior boy.

No cry, no laugh, but still our joy.

If you can hear, please find your way

Come back to us. Just one more day.

Vinnie Dylan Marlow, born 6:30pm 25/7/2025 "

By Billy Marlow

Mollie and Billy have asked me to update the gofundme page to give everyone more information on the situation they now find themselves in....

After a completely healthy and above-standard pregnancy, Mollie went into labour on Friday the 25th. Tragically, during early labour, her sons heart unexpectedly stopped. After an emergency c section he was resuscitated. He is currently on life support, and the situation remains extremely serious. His heart stopped for 24 minutes.

Despite an emergency C-section and the efforts of the medical team, Vinnie suffered what appears to be severe brain damage and potential organ failure. He has been undergoing cold therapy in an attempt to limit further damage. He responded well to this treatment and it is likely this is what saved him.

He will need to undergo an MRI to help them understand the full extent of his injuries and possibly learn more about what happened. But this can't happen until he is more self sufficient. The days that follow should hopefully see him get stronger and reveal the extent of any long lasting damage.

Dependent on the extent of the lasting damage Vinnie potentially will be in hospital for weeks or maybe even months, and as both Mollie and Billy are self employed there will be no money coming in and they obviously will be unable to work so If you’re able to contribute anything — no matter how small — it would mean the world. Let’s show them the same generosity and care they’ve always shown to others.