My instincts were telling me something was wrong with my baby. So why was nobody listening?

One Christmaswe were trying for a baby, by the next we had a trio

I was globe-trotting when I found a new furry friend. Could she become my travel com paw- nion?

I bagged myself a hubby from Santa’s grotto

(whatever your budget!)

I’d lost my hubby and the kids had lost their dad. But I knew what to do next…