Pushing open the doors of our local soft play, the noise of children and stressed out parents washed over me.
‘Can I go and play?’ my son, Jayden-Lee, then 3, squealed.
‘Go on,’ I smiled, watching him disappear into the enormous climbing frame.
It was February 2022 and me and my partner Adam, then 26, had brought Jayden-Lee and my eldest, Gracie-Ann, 4, to a Disneythemed birthday party.
But while Jayden-Lee quickly found himself a gang of pals to cause mischief with, Gracie-Ann clung to my side.
With only a year between them, my two were like chalk and cheese.
Jayden-Lee was obsessed with Spider-Man and his skateboard.
Boisterous, he loved people. From the moment he woke up, to the moment I tucked him in at night, he didn’t stop…