Folding rompers, socks and tiny hats, I tucked them into nursery drawers.
‘All that's missing is our baby boy,’ I grinned at my partner Niall, then 28.
It wouldn t be long now…
It was May 2021, and after a relaxed pregnancy, I was ready to pop.
Morning sickness had passed me by, and our excitement had grown with every healthy scan.
Our thoughts filled with nothing but first baby giggles and newborn cuddles.
But chaos caught up with us a few days later, when I was induced in the labour ward at the Ulster Hospital, due to worries about my baby's weight.