Watching my little girl Lottie snatch her twin brother Corey’s favourite puzzle from his hand, I stifled a giggle and put on my ‘cross mummy face’. At 16 months, she was definitely already the boss. But watching them together truly couldn’t have made me any happier because it had been such a long, difficult journey to get here, one that cost us more than £40,000.
‘I WAS HAPPY FOR FRIENDS BUT HURT IT WASN’T ME’
I’d always dreamed of having children. Even when I was diagnosed with polycystic ovary syndrome at 17 it never crossed my mind that it wouldn’t happen.
I started working for a travel agent, bought a house, and hoped that marriage and babies wouldn’t be too far behind. But by the
