Brave Billy
As two pairs of curious eyes stared into the cot, they suddenly lit up. ‘Look Mum! He’s smiling!’ my daughter Alivia, now 11, cried.
Do you think he knows we’re looking at him?’ my son Olly, 10, asked.
Of course he does,’ I replied. At just six weeks old, my baby Billy had just started to smile – and it was the most beautiful smile in the world.
As the corners of his mouth curled up, his blue eyes sparkled, lighting up the room.
When my husband Danny, now 36, and I welcomed Billy at the University Hospital of North Tees on 25 October 2017, he’d been perfect.
From that day, he’d brought nothing but joy into our lives.
Alivia and Olly doted on him, so proud of their new roles as big brother and
