I’m pregnant! The baby is due on Christmas day, of all days! I’m hoping it will be either early or late, because I think it would be dreadfully unfair on the child for everybody else to get presents as well on its birthday. All is well so far; I’m feeling tired and hungry but very little nausea.
The sex of the child is to remain a surprise until the birth. Since I object to the whole concept of colour-coded clothing, there’s no need for anyone to know until then. Including us. And whichever it is we’ll love it the same.