As the end of May approaches, I have a few things on my mind. Firstly, Sam’s quarter-of-a-century birthday is coming up and I need to remind Arlo to get him a present.
I do a very good impression of fitting in with the mums at the baby groups Arlo and I frequent. The changes we have made over the past year are typical of a young family.
During my pregnancy I scoured the internet for first hand accounts, and thereby deduced that the 12 week scan was the big moment when you feel a connection with your baby – a rush of love.
Note: After a very detailed comment on this post, it has come to my attention that what I have written could be seen as insensitive.