Every mother’s nightmare

Thirza O’Boyle 42, from Corby, Northamptonshire

Clomping around in his sister’s plastic dress-up shoes, my son Dylan, then 2 and a half, grinned.

‘Are you wearing Lily’s shoes again?’ I chuckled.

Smiling, his little feet sticking out the front, he reached out for a cuddle.

Happy and playful, Dylan made my heart melt.

I’d had Lily, then 4, at 18.

Dylan shortly after.

Being a single mum so young was tough.

But I adored them both.

And then, when Dylan was still a baby, I’d met my partner Neil, then 24.

He’d quickly become a father figure, and when