‘I was expecting a girl’ Marriage wasn’t part of my plans – not again. Divorced with four kids and a job as a careworker, life was certainly busy enough.
But then, in September 2014, I met Ben, then 31, a friend of a friend. He was a bouncer and although he had a tough job, I could tell he was gentle and kind, so we swapped numbers.
Over a drink, I told him about my life with my children – Kyle, then 12, Connor, eight, Autumn, six, and Alexson, four. And he talked about working out at the gym and his love of comic books.
‘You’d get on well with Alexson, he loves superheroes too!’ I laughed. I could feel myself falling for him but we took things slowly until…
