I had never considered before whether I would risk one life in order to save another. However, since the day that I dived in to save two drowning boys, many, many people have asked me just that.
“Did you think about your own life?”, or “Did you consider that you could’ve lost your baby?”.
I was eight and a half months pregnant on that summer’s day in 2014, and the answer was: no – I did not think at all.
There were two little boys drowning in front of me and someone needed to something about it.
I was swimming in the mouth of Coffs Creek in Coffs Harbour NSW while my husband played with my 17 month old son Enzo in the shallow water. There were people everywhere as it was school holidays, however it seemed that only I could hear the screams of a desperate mother who couldn’t swim. By the time I realised why she was screaming, and after a quick scan of the crowded water revealed that no-one was reacting, her two sons had silently slipped beneath the water.
They were desperately trying to climb up each other in an attempt to lift their heads above the water, pulling each other under whilst being swept towards the ocean with the outgoing King Tide. As I reached the boys, I held one under each of my arms and managed to bring them to the surface and start to make our way to the shore. I remember the horror that I felt just seconds later, when I realised that I couldn’t hold them as well as keep my own head above water.