As the consultant lifted my 6lb 3oz baby girl into my arms, I felt that incomparable rush of love that every new mum feels – her warm skin against mine, her crumpled little newborn face.
It was May 2022 and I’d just become a mum for the second time, to Cora. Alongside my partner Paul, then 39, I was suddenly entirely responsible for a completely dependent, tiny human. Only, now aged 40, the situation couldn’t be more different to the first time around.
‘I LEFT HOSPITAL IN MY SOCKS’
My older daughter Tabetha was born back in November 1999 when I was just 17. Now, 22 years later, I’m a new mum again.
The day after