Sitting across from each other in our flat, my partner Rob and I bounced names back and forth.
‘If it’s a girl, Mia Amor – Spanish for my love,’ I told Rob, then 39.
It was March 2020, and I’d just found out I was going to be a mum again.
I already had a daughter, 21, from a previous relationship, but it was Rob’s first.
We’d only been together for a year or so, although we’d been mates for years before that.
‘And if it’s a boy, Rio – Spanish for river – Nemanja,’ he smiled.
Hmmm…
‘Don’t think I don’t know they’re both names of Manchester
