The day when cider and sushi ran away with the spoon

Dear Little You

Yesterday I discovered I was pregnant with you. When I told your father about your news, he being full blooded english, went out to Harry's Pub, drank 3 ciders, got pissed and bought a chicken pie as a gift.

That's right my little one. Be very familiar with 2 things. Ciders and pie.

Your father suggested that I set up this blog for you so in time to come, you may either reflect on your conception as a gift from God or use it to blackmail either your father or myself by which time i hope the internet will be obsolete by then. My only hope for this is that you come to appreciate how much weight I am going to gain (and hold on to!), the stretchmarks across my belly and the fact that your father is unable to go further than a test ride on the Mazda MX-5 sports convertible.

We both had a niggling feeling that you were somewhere up and about. For one thing, I missed my period by a week and since I'm on the pill, it means that I would know to the day I missed my period. Your father had a feeling when he was reading Freakanomics - I am sure if you ask him about it he will tell you what Freaknomics and you have in common. We're still very amazed at your conception as I was on the pill when you were conceived so like your father said you've got quite a will to live and a bit of a fighter.

I have to confess little one, that I cried alot when I found out I was pregnant with you. It's not that I don't love you but this is the truth - I was overwhelmed by the enormous prospect of growing up. I texted your father to come home soonest and he did. For someone who has an opinion and answer to every living theory, his reaction was rather monosyllabic - all he said was "maddness! madness!....madness!"

Yup I agree little one. It's madness but there is no doubt that we have already begun to love you very much. Your father for one, is going to give up smoking and not drink too much. There's no question about that for me and I'm reading up as much as I can to make sure that you're getting the right amount of nutrients so that you'll get the best start possible. We can't guarantee that we'll be the best of parents, nor will you always get everything your little heart desires, but I know at the end of it all, we'll be happy and turn out alright.

Xx