Friday, 15 June 2007


You're a girl! I had been trying to supress my sixth sense in case I was hopelessly wrong but this week the ultrasound confirmed it. I'd hoped for a girl. I'd sat in the pink bedroom wearing a pink jumper, smelling freesias and hoped for you. Not for any feminist reasons but because of all the little boys you already have in your life - charlie, monty and ferris, jude and luke, harry and paddy, harry and edward, conner and flynn, oliver - a neverending supply of boyfun. It's about time there was a little girl on the scene and now there will be you.

Morocco tomorrow. We'll have a good time babes, you're gonna love it.

Friday, 1 June 2007

baby look at me now


It's been a while. You're moving now, Daddy felt you tapping away in there for the first time last night. Wouldn't exactly call it a kick though. Your great-great-auntie Doll calls it quickening. I call it crazy.