At the time, I was entering my second trimester, working full-time and caring for my little girl. I was exhausted, stressed and my hormones were surging. At first, the council wouldn’t accept that I really did need to leave my mum’s house, until they came to visit and saw for themselves how cramped everything was with five of us squeezed in there. I felt like the council workers were treating me with suspicion, even though I knew they were just following procedure and the whole experience left me feeling even more anxious.