I walked out of the house this morning blindly believing I might be working some trendy, pregnant rock chick esque look. Sadly, I now realise I look like I'm wearing Matt's old denim shirt from 1997, whilst also having a slight lower back problem.
And then we were three. But lest we forget what the early days with the bundle of noise and joy (but mostly noise) was like, we're writing it down. That way in later life, Madeleine can verify her early history and catch us out as we re-write it for our own ends, as parents are wont to do. Hang on a sec - so, whose idea was this?