EVERY BEAT

When my daughter Evie was born in June 2019, she was perfect.

Weighing 8lb, she was a lovely addition to our family.

Her big brother Theodore, two, was fascinated, staring at her in her hospital crib.

And soon, bringing her home, we settled into being a family of four.

‘Are you happy?’ my partner David, 32, smiled as we watched Theodore lay next to his sleeping sister.

‘Extremely,’ I gushed.

We were so grateful, but as summer came to an end and the seasonal cold came around, I now had two little ones to look after.

And sure enough, when September arrived, Evie became poorly.

To begin with, she just struggled to feed.

Bursting into tears every time I tried and arching her back away from