We looked on in horror as they tried to revive her... Rocking my newborn daughter Sophia in my arms, I inhaled her sweet baby scent.
She’d arrived just weeks earlier last June.
‘You’re Mummy’s little princess,’ I cooed at Sophia, kissing her cheeks.
At 5lb 5oz she was a bundle of pure perfection.
She already had me and her dad Christian, 46, wrapped around her little finger, and my daughter Ella-Maye, 8, doted on her, too.
‘My turn to hold her!’ she’d beg, desperate for yet another cuddle.
She’d also help me change and bathe her, and pulled funny faces and sang to Sophia if she cried.
‘You and I,we’re beautiful like diamonds in the sky,’ she’d chant, singing along to the Rihanna song Diamonds.
Sophia slept through the night…
