Before we saw the GP, I suspected what was wrong Millie had been having a fit and Elmo had sensed it! Tucking in my youngest â Millie, 4 â I perched on her bed and watched her little eyes close. âNight, Mum, I love you,â she said, drowsily.
âI love you, too, sweetheart,â I told her.
Then suddenly, Millie sat bolt upright and smacked her lips together, looking dazed.
It was all over in seconds and, before long, she was sleeping peacefully again.
I didnât really think much of it.
Before long, though, something else strange happened.
Me and my husband Stuart, 45, had taken Millie and our older children â Myles, 15, and Ellis, 12 â on a family camping trip when Millie had an accident in theâŚ
