We have a winner...

Leafing through some old papers the other day, I discovered copies of my Grandma and Grandad's birth and marriage certificates. On my Grandad's birth certificate, his parents' names are listed: Harry and Beatrix.

Beatrix is a nice name. It is also the name of the mum of one of my favourite people. You never know, eh?

Latest names we're toying with...

We're really close to knowing what to shout across playgrounds and supermarkets now, look. It is very likely one or more of these is yours, and if you'd turned out to have a different number of chromasomes, you'll always know what we would have called you :)

Bump Update!

Check out the view from outside at 12 weeks!

This being Week 12, of course, we went for a scan and checked you out. You seemed pretty bonny, all things considered. A letter subsequently arrived from the doctors' confirming our worst fears: there isn't anything wrong with you at all, and we will have our work properly cut out. Hurray!

Anyway, here is your Ma at 13 weeks, quietly continuing her vital expanding work, there:

So, I bet you're wondering what you looked like when you were 70mm long and mostly made of mist, eh? Check you out!

 You definitely have my legs and nose. Hopefully Mum's Climbing Toe is all present and correct, too, you little champ...