TRUE-LIFE Staring at the stopwatch on my phone, I watched the seconds turn to minutes.
‘Well, what does it say?’ my boyfriend, Jonny, then 27, asked eagerly.
Nervously, I turned over the white stick and gasped.
‘Positive, I'm pregnant!’ I cried.
It was January 2016 and me and Jonny, originally a neighbour of a mate, had known each other years.
Love had blossomed a few months earlier.
I loved his silly sense of humour, someone I could truly be myself around.
Still, we hadn't planned a baby quite so soon!
‘I can't wait to be a family, though,’ Jonny grinned.
As my bump bloomed, Jonny and I bounced baby names around.
‘I like Jack for a boy,’ Jonny said.
‘Or something a bit different, like Jaxon?’ I said.
‘Love it,’…
