Sitting on the sofa, I fought off my nerves.
My son Samuel, 18, wasn’t used to change in our family after being diagnosed with autism at a young age – as part of his condition, he relied on routine.
And after spending 14 years under the same roof, just us two, I knew it could be a struggle introducing a new face into our tight-knit family.
Now, I was anticipating life as a solo parent after a split from my partner and I wanted Sam to feel comfortable, too.
‘Sam, I have something to tell you,’ I began.
After finding out I was pregnant, I had been nervous to break the news to him.
So instead, I dropped hints, trying to suss out how he would feel if he had a little sibling.
He soon clocked on, especially as he started seeing my baby bump grow, but he seemed a little detached,
