Every breath you take
Giddy with excitement, I held my husband’s hand, Danny, 29.
The pregnancy had been great so far.
Danny and I had been trying for a baby for a year and we were over the moon to finally be at the hospital for our 20-week scan in May 2018.
I knew my boy, Joshua, 10, was going to be the best big bro.
But, when the sonographer started looking suspicious and disappeared off to get someone who looked very serious it felt like my life was slipping into a sad scene from a soap opera.
It didn’t feel real.
The woman sat down in front of us and calmly introduced herself.
She told us we were having a girl and used the probe to push down on
