Happy Baby-Eve!

It's feels strange to say it, but we're going to have a baby tomorrow! To me it feels a bit like Christmas Eve, but more exciting. For Libby, I think she feels like Guy Fawkes on the 4th November! As she says, she's going to be leaving the kids, staying in a hospital she doesn't want to be in; have major abdominal surgery; have to look after a new baby; she could die; she could haemorrhage; she could end up a paraplegic; there could be something wrong with the baby...

Guess which one of us is the optimist?!

(Guess which one of us has to have the baby?!)

So to cheer herself up, she's been watching Holby City [a medical drama for the non-UK/non-TV people] and is now watching a documentary on babies born with disfigurement. To take her mind off things, apparently.

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If my wife was a little more compliant, I would consider going into the baby business full time. The business plan is as follows:

Income: Baby tax credit = £545 p.a.
Additional family allowance = £574.60 p.a.
Total income= £1,119.60 p.a.

Expenses: First year cost of marginal baby (based on baby 2) = (£768.16 p.a.)

Net profit (note, profit) = £351.44

Unfortunately, the lead time per baby would probably be prohibitive (not to mention the intangible costs, and the depreciation of the productive assets!)

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For those of you of the praying persuasion (which I hope is all of you!) we are going in at 8.00 am tomorrow, and are the only elective caesarian on the list. So depending on whether there are any inconsiderate emergencies, we could have a baby fairly rapidly.

If I can get a grip on the technology, I will post some photos ASAP.


I will leave you with the words of Martin Smith:

"When it's all crashing down on you
When there's nothing you can do
There is someone who can carry you

Every little thing's gonna be alright..."