Spooning chicken curry into my mouth, my eyes watered.
‘This is too spicy,’ I spluttered, reaching for my glass of water.
‘You can do it,’ my partner Charlie, 23, smiled. ‘It’ll help our baby along.’
It was May 2018, and at 40 weeks pregnant, I was uncomfortable.
For the past nine months, everything had gone smoothly.
I never had any morning sickness, and even continued to work at the nursery I ran with my mum Julie, 54.
At 20 weeks, we found out we were having a little boy, and decided on the name CJ - after Charlie.
We’d bought baby clothes, even a buggy and crib for our little one.
Mum threw me a baby shower, and every time I stroked my growing bump, I was filled with joy.…
