Bridie Chapman, 32, Penrith, Cumbria
Flopped on the sofa, I wrapped my arms around my boyfriend Perry Mason, 31, and sighed. After a year of living a 40-minute train journey from each other, we’d moved in together.
From the moment I’d met Perry, in October 2016, I’d known he was The One. Sexy stubble, muscles, just my type.
And in March this year, we had a wonderful surprise.
‘I’m pregnant!’ I gasped, clutching a test.
‘I can’t wait,’ Perry said, eyes sparkling.
At our 12-week scan, my heart melted.
‘You can see its little nose!’ I cried, pointing at the grainy, wriggling blob on the screen.
In that moment, I knew I’d do anything to protect the little life growing inside me.
I walked out on cloud nine.
Unlike Perry……