‘I know they’ll be the best of friends as they grow up!’ Seeing those precious two lines on a pregnancy test, my heart swelled with happiness.
Baby number five.
Married to Steven, 36, since I was 16, we had a beautiful brood - Sharmaine, 17, Chelsea, 14, and Steven Junior, 6.
We’d lost a premature baby between Sharmaine and Chelsea, so we desperately wanted another. And in February 2017, after months of trying, our dream was finally coming true.
After telling a delighted Steven, I gathered the kids round the kitchen table.
‘You’re going to have another brother or sister,’ I announced.
They were all so happy.
That night, it was baby mania. Chatter of possible names, volunteers to babysit...
Two months passed and my pregnancy was going well.
Snuggled…
