‘Being older, I was more like her second mum’ As my mum, Sue, passed me her newborn baby, my heart swelled. It was 1994 and, at the age of 15, I already had four brothers and a sister, who I adored. Now Mum, aged 42, had another little girl.
‘Say hello to your sister,’ Mum said.
Cradling Bethany and gazing at her perfect little features, I vowed to protect her forever.
Being so much older, I was more like her second mum. If Mum couldn’t settle her, I’d take her in my arms and sing lullabies until her eyes closed.
As years passed, we shared a special bond and became best friends. Even when I moved to a house 10 minutes’ walk away, in Bidford-on-Avon, Warwickshire, we saw each other…
