I have been parading around with an attractive pair of support socks since the birth – you know the kind, the white to-the-knee variety. One midwife commented on my immaculate fashion sense, what with me pairing them with a pair of birkenstocks. I did actually get told by Shaun he’d divorce me if I ever wore socks and sandals together again (I guess this doesn’t count, and maybe he’s forgotten), and strictly speaking, these aren’t socks. But still. Add to that an attractive knee length nightie, complete with scottie dog motif, and well, I believe I’m setting new trends. Courtney Love, eat your heart out. I think all my NCT pals who popped over the other night were probably too polite to complement my style.

Last night was amazingly good sleep, and this can only be due to the powers of the rasta blanket. Let’s just say, Shaun slept, H slept, and I eventually slept – and we’re all feeling really good today. Long may it continue…

H is today wearing her Jasper Conran baby suits which all the lovely people at Beggars got us – and oh god, I thought the small sizes might be too small, but they’re perfect. Tim Roddis, thank you – I will post a photo when I can – she looks utterly gorgeous in her new outfits. Ahhhh!