Having a baby left me in a lifetime of pain
Tucking my kids in bed, I smiled as my eldest, Emily, then five, reached out and gently stroked my bump. ‘How many sleeps until the new baby is here?’ she asked. It was June 2014, and then six months pregnant, I was just as excited as Emily and her little brother Leo, four. I’d always loved children, and now I was one step closer to having the big family I had always dreamt of.
My partner Daniel, then 22, and I had started discussing having a baby of our own not long after we’d got together a year earlier. Emily and Leo were my kids from a
