The power of love
As we pulled up outside Granny Jean’s house in March 2007, I couldn’t wait to meet her new arrival.
Rushing inside with my sisters, Rachel, then 7, and Lucy, 2, we soon found him with Granny in the living room.
‘His name’s Liam,’ Granny said, bending down to show me the newborn bundle in her arms.
He was the most gorgeous baby I’d ever seen. Big brown eyes and long dark eyelashes, he barely made a fuss.
His lifeless body on the
