You’re meant to feel happy when you have a new baby. So why did Stephanie, a successful writer, want to throw herself under a train? This is the moving story of how she fought back from the brink (and eventually fell in love with her son)
The fact that I wasn’t bursting with joy at the arrival of my new baby boy seemed to me quite logical. I was 28 years old and had split up with his father while I was pregnant. Then I’d moved from London and the life I loved, to a small house in a Home Counties village to be close to where my parents lived.
