MY HERO
Wiping my little boy’s nose, I scooped him up. ‘Shall we go out and do a bit of shopping?’ I smiled.
It was October 2016, and Hero, then a year old, had the sniffles.
It seemed that ever since he was born, he’d had a runny nose, but doctors were never that concerned.
Keen to get him out the house for a while, I strapped him into his car seat next to his brother Zack, then two.
My baby boy had turned blue
My husband Matt, 40, decided to stay at home with our other kids, Madison,
