As my teenage daughter Minnie and I took my newborn baby Maisie for a walk in her pram, a stranger peered over and smiled at us. ‘Congratulations!’ she said to Minnie, causing her to blush. ‘Oh no, she’s not mine,’ said Minnie, laughing. ‘She’s my sister.’ The woman looked embarrassed and walked on. But she wasn’t the first to make the mistake – even the health visitor had jumped to the same conclusion a few days earlier.
She’d come to do a check-up and arrived just as I was busy changing my two-year-old