‘Bailey went red, it was clear he couldn't breathe’ One, two, three, four, five...
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With five kids aged from 1 to 24, the morning school run was like a military operation.
It was 22 April and I grinned as Bailey, 5, clambered out of our car at the gates of St Mary’s Primary school.
‘Be good,’ I cried, as he skipped away.
A housewife, with my youngest, Blair, 1, Callia, 12, Caeal, 16, at home with me to look after, and my oldest Jade, 24, living in Writtle, Essex, I really had my hands full. Especially as there was a day packed with errands, food shopping and cleaning ahead of me.
As I drove back from the supermarket, in the mid-afternoon, feeling frazzled, my phone rang.…
