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Snuggling on the sofa with my two girls, I pointed the remote at the TV.
‘Bear, bear!’ Billie, then one, babbled happily.
‘OK, he’s coming,’ I laughed.
Switching on Paddington, Billie and her big sister Ada, then four, were instantly transfixed.
It was their favourite – I’d seen it hundreds of times.
‘Daddy cooooool,’ Billie sang along to the Boney M track in the film, as Ada giggled.
At only one, Billie couldn’t talk properly, but she was a chatterbox!
But in November 2022, Billie got a sickness bug. When she was still throwing up two days later I called the GP, who told me to take her to A&E.
Told it was gastroenteritis, my fiancé Zac, 29, and I hoped she would get over it soon.
But she couldn’t