Simon and you had a little girl— April. She was three years old now and a little angel. Her blonde waves and big brown eyes.

A few weeks ago, you found out you were pregnant. You told Simon instantly, but decided to wait a little to tell April.

Now, after your very happy twelve-week scan, you pick April up from nursery buzzing with excitement, just waiting to tell her.

You had even purchased one of those cringy ‘big sister’ T-shirts for her.