Cradling my newborn baby girl, Anabelle, in my arms, I couldn’t stop smiling.
‘She’s just perfect,’ I gushed to my boyfriend, Paul, 24.
It was April 2008 and, in that moment, I was so happy.
I had an admin job I enjoyed, a loving partner - and now I was a mum to this little bundle of gorgeousness.
Like all mums-to-be, I’d been worried about the birth, but, apart from a little tear to my perineum, it’d gone well.
I’d needed stitches and, when I left hospital the next day, I was given co-codamol painkillers to take for the pain.
Dependency
A couple of days later, the pills ran out, so I went to my GP, who prescribed more.
After two weeks, the pain was gone, but when I stopped…
