MY BABY CHOKED ON my breastmilk
Lying in the hospital bed beside me, my son Henry, then three, kissed his new baby sister’s head.
‘Charlotte is so cute,’ he smiled.
Though our youngest son Archer, then two, was too young to fully appreciate our new addition, my husband George, 26, and I were besotted.
In the first few days, I noticed Charlotte was a bit wheezy in her sleep. Doctors assured us it was normal as
