GO DYLAN !
Placing his wooden blocks in a pile, my little boy Dylan was determined. ‘Well done,’ I beamed.
It was 2014, and Dylan, then two, loved Mummy time.
As a single mum, I had my hands full with him, his brother Jake, then four, and six-week old Elliot.
Just then, Dylan’s head jolted, and a spurt of vomit came out.
‘There, there,’ I soothed.
It had been the same routine every
