Gutsy

Sorry for stringing you all along. Twice! Truth be told, we didn’t actually HAVE a bump pic to display, so were stalling for time. I have to say – you’re GOOD! Amsterdam was clearly too easy, but you were not fooled by jay’s crafty pics of suburban London. Special mention to Rhetorician and Francesca for homing in on the black cab clue (even though you thought yourself out of it, Rhetorician!). Top marks to sneaky google girl Lazyboo – we were indeed in Carshalton.

For those who actually DO want to see a picture of my expanding waistline, click over to the Preggo Paraphernalia page and put yourself out of your misery. For those that don’t – we get it. It really struck me the other day quite how many people, both in Blogland and in Realland (not that you guys are every bit as real as the real life people, often more so, but I can’t think of another term), have announced pregnancies since we were lucky enough to get that second line. It’s fantastic to think of all those babies growing their way to the outside, but I often think of how hard each and every announcement must be to those still trying and to those whose babies came too soon. I know how hard I found it; how hard I sometimes still find it. I haven’t forgotten.

vee xxx