Yawning heavily, my whole body ached with exhaustion. ‘I don’t remember feeling this tired the last time,’ I moaned.
It was November 2016, and I was 12 weeks pregnant with my third baby.
But with Holly, then 17, and Gracie, two, to look after, I’d no choice but to keep going.
It was soon time for my 20-week scan, and my big sister, Kaye, 48, came with me.
Only, as the sonographer scanned my tummy, she looked a bit worried.
‘I’ve seen something on your kidney,’ she explained. ‘I need to call someone in to look.’
As she went to fetch a doctor, I burst into tears.
‘What is it?’ I sobbed, as the doctor took a closer look.
‘There’s a mass there,’ she told me with a concerned tone.…