Clearing away dozens of toys littered across the living room, I let out a tired sigh.
It was April 2017 and I was mum to McKenzie, then 10, Phoebe, 7, Perry, 4, and Honey, 1.
Me and my fiance Phil, 33, had our hands pretty full.
Only, one evening, we found ourselves staring at a positive pregnancy test...
‘I can’t believe I’m pregnant again,’ I gasped.
I was on the Pill, and another baby was the last thing on our minds.
Yet, despite our shock, I loved being a mum. Couldn’t wait to welcome our new addition.
And, as it was my fifth pregnancy, I knew just what to expect.
Morning sickness, exhaustion, swollen ankles, backache...
Missing out on cuddling my baby broke my heart It was plain sailing, all…