Smiling as my son rushed towards me excitedly calling ‘Mummy!’ I bent down and scooped him up in my arms. It was nursery pick-up time and, just as he did every day, Saqib, four, wrapped his little arms around my neck and whispered that he loved me.
Then I noticed his teacher smiling at the door. ‘He’s been telling us all about your exciting news,’ she said. ‘He can’t stop talking about being a big brother.’
I burst out laughing as I realised that my secret was now clearly out, thanks to my tiny chatterbox. It was January 2021 and I was four weeks pregnant.
The evening before, my husband Mohsin and I had broken the news to Saqib and his older brother Aqib, six. They were
