What a week!

The last week has been hectic; in fact I would say that frantic is probably a bit more reflective of how things have been.

On Wednesday Chris had his first day at school. Wednesday morning had him more excited than Christmas day and frantic to get to school as soon as possible! Once there he obviously felt very at home and found it much easier to trot off into the classroom on his own than Vicky and I found it leaving him there. Vicky balled her eyes out but tried not to let Chris see in case he got cold feet (I don’t think this was likely). A nice reassuring touch at the school was the teary mum kit they had on hand. It was a small plastic bag containing a tissue, teabag, instant coffee and a note letting us know that most people feel this way, they are just as keen to see your child do well and let you have a chance to relax until the end of the school day!

Once Chris was back home tucked up in bed thoroughly exhausted from his first day Vicky relaxed and on came labour only 10 days late. The midwives had told us they think that because Vicky was so keen to see Christopher’s first day at school she kept stopping her labour. Anyway a quick call to the in laws and a short drive to the hospital saw us arrive at the delivery suite by 1am. By 3.56am we had a beautiful baby girl and by 4pm the same day Vicky, Chris, Charlotte and myself were at home. Frantic hardly describes it but somehow it all felt very right and we all managed to stay calm all the way through the week.