I was in Aldi when my phone rang. I grabbed my mobile out of my pocket, and saw it was my husband, Rob, calling.
With one hand pushing the food trolley, and another holding the phone, I kept an eye on my eldest, Heidi, then two years old, so she didn’t run out of my sight.
Matilda, then only three months old, was in her car seat in the trolley.
‘Hi, love,’ I said as I answered. I was about to tell him I couldn’t really talk, but he just said: ‘Jen, I’m OK, I’m OK.’
‘Rob, what do you mean? What’s going on?’ I replied – he didn’t sound OK at all.
‘I can’t talk now, but I’ll call back in a bit,’ he said, and hung up. I…