T minus 9 days, although Speedy thinks it's coming much sooner. There was a very definite lowering of the pregnant bump last night - a surefire sign he's about to spring forth - depending who you listen to. If he's anything like me he'll be staying put till this cold snap is over.
We finished the main work on the house last weekend too (see photo) so the little fella can be born without a hard hat. A mighty relief - not least for everyone else not having to listen to our building site stories any more.
Pooce is doing great - but hopelessly unaware that the much-talked-about baby is about to become reality. Got no idea how she's going to take it. She's got a memory like an elephant and an inflated sense of property ownership: Exhibit A, cousinGwenny's pink pram (still pining a week after its repatriation).
Tonight?
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