Well son, since I last wrote, we have crossed the world, stayed in Rotherhithe for a couple of months and ultimately moved back into our flat at Kings Cross, which is not far from the hospital in which you are to be born. We have been to antenatal classes and your mum is in a breast-feeding class as I write this entry. We have been given clothes by friends with babies, so most of the things you wear for the first 3 months at least will be cast-offs from Leo (Jade & Oliver) and Persephone (Helen & Matt), while Kung & Matt have given us Olan's cot, two prams and a car-seat and Ali & Grant have donated Elsie's moses basket and a rocker.
Your mum has made up a bag to take into UCLH with her when the contractions tell her it's time to go and we are both looking forward to that day. You aren't due for another 3 weeks but your mum has a feeling you will make your appearance next week. I am hoping so, for slightly selfish reasons, because I will be able to get time off the job I am doing now (Internexus, at Regent's College) but start a new one at the end of the month (in Imperial College) for which they have specified that no time-off is permitted. Of course your mum and your needs will be the priority but if I can have my cake and eat it, I will be even more delighted.
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