Sunday, 20 January 2013


Based on diary entry 21/02/11 (4 wks old)

I'm pretty sure Albie keeps trying to smile at me. People tell me it's wind, like that's a more reasonable explanation. Admittedly wind has been known to make me smile, but that's definitely down to appreciating a comedy moment, rather than an involuntary reaction. Besides which, Albie seems to smile whenever I am smiling at him, like he's trying to copy me or something. And it's true what they say - a bit of charm gets you everywhere in life because I would do anything to see him smile again, short of running round my garden in a borat thong.
And my life is suddenly ten times easier, just because Albie gets cuter by the day. No photo or video could ever capture what it's like to have a baby of your own. If I could bottle his cuddles I'd be a millionaire (though I'm not sure if I'd get very far on Dragon's Den). Don't get me wrong, I knew beforehand I would feel this way - but it's just that now there's an actual person involved, and a very cuddly one at that. Suddenly my life without him fades into insignificance.
I remember when I first found out I was pregnant I walked to work listening to Kelis (no, not 'milkshake', though that song would probably be appropriate for another entry). I listened to 'Acapella', and now I listen to it in a whole new light. "Before you my whole life was acapella, now a symphony's the only song to sing..."

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