I have a brand new niece. She was due on 31 January but obviously decided to stay in the warm for a bit longer yet.
There were, apparently, a few twinges last night but nothing that a bacon sandwich couldn't sort out and then, this morning, at 6.15am, I was asleep when I heard the unmistakeable 'ping-ping' of a text message arriving. It was dark, I wasn't sure what time it was but I guessed it could only mean one thing. "I'll leave it" I thought, "the message will still be there when I get up later". I rolled over. "Who am I kidding?" I muttered to myself, "I can't leave it" so bumbled downstairs in the dark to get my phone to see a message from my brother saying his new baby girl had been born at home, in a birthing pool, at 5.53am.
I went back to bed grinning like an idiot.
Welcome to Planet Earth, Lyra. May you live long and prosper.
PS. Have just found out more details - labour took about 5 hours, Lyra was 9lbs 12oz but also breech. All I can say is 'ouch'.
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