Preparing for take-off, I turned to my husband Ollie, 41, and smiled. Together we watched as our children Sophie, 11, and Toby, six, giggled with delight as our plane climbed higher into the clouds. It was May of this year, and we were finally on the trip to Disneyland Paris we had always dreamt of. The kids had never been on a plane before, and it was the adventure of a lifetime. ‘Will I really get to meet the Avengers, Mum?’ Toby asked, excited. It was hard to believe that only two years earlier, I’d been worried my little boy might not live to see his next birthday. But somehow we’d made it through, and while at times our family felt
