My girl is ONE IN 80 MILLION

Cradling our newborn, Ariella, I felt overwhelmed with love.

‘She’s perfect,’ my husband, Daniel, then 24, gushed.

First-time parents, life was a blissful blur of nappies and feeds.

Breastfeeding was difficult, though, as my girl struggled to latch on.

So I expressed milk and used a bottle, which helped.

By the time Ariella was five weeks old, I noticed her eyes darting erratically around the room, from one corner to the other.

‘Some babies just don’t have great eye contact,’