“But what would happen, Miss, if the baby had a small head and huge shoulders, and it got stuck?”

I think I can now confirm (sort of.  Almost.  I mean, I think this is what I’m feeling) that the Wee One is moving around in there.  Like, officially.  In fact, I’m pretty sure s/he just punched me three times in the last few seconds.  It is SO WEIRD! And now the cat is out…

First Foray into Topshop Maternity Ends in Disaster at Shocking Realisation that Big Clothes are Boring

Urgghhh. I have quite possibly the World’s Worst Cold. Literally, it is so bad that on Friday I even had to take a day off work.  With a cold.  It’s the sort of cold that one normally only gets on holiday, at some point towards the end, after ten whole days and nights of drinking…