Charlotte Symonds, 41, from Keighley
Unpacking the last of the boxes, I put a hand on my aching back and let out a huge sigh.
At last, everything was in its place.
We’d moved into our new home and life felt really good.
My partner Joe, 38, and I were expecting our first baby together.
I already had a son, Freddie, now 10, who lived with us, and Joe had a daughter and son aged 10 and seven who came every other weekend to visit.
We hadn’t planned on extending our family, but during lockdown and weekends together there hadn’t been a lot to do…now I was expecting!
As the pregnancy progressed, I bought clothes, toys and things for the nursery.
But the news reports on the TV worried me massively.
