I am loving having the Guardian arrive on the doormat each morning (there are some things about Britian that I just love…)
And the kids are too. They all have a good browse through it and it has certainly been the catalyst for some great conversations.
Of course it is mildly exciting to be right here for the Royal birth and we were very close to Paddington at the time!
Today we have been treated to pages of history, information and a great visual family tree concerning the Royal family and the newest members place in it. From looking at this we have been discussing all sorts of topics stemming from (mostly) Charlie’s questions –
The name, the fact that the two longest serving monarchs are both women, the lineage, how the crown passes.
I just love the things that are brought to the table when a new experience arrives in my kids lives. How each one examines it and considers it in their own wayand from their own perspective. This just adds so much to my own education and enjoyment of what is happening.
I was just happy looking at the photos and thinking how awful to have to appear a.) dressed
c.) in public
the day after you have had your first baby.
When I had Hannah I truly thought that when you gave birth you just slipped back into your size ten jeans the next day and carried on. So I gave my pregnant sister my favourite materity dungarees (yes, yes, I know….but they were so comfy…) while still in hospital (unnecessary c-section instead of planned homebirth).
So imagine my surprise when all I could fit into was an old sarong, which I tied around my still huge and flabby middle regions.
The size ten jeans languished unused for ages.
I didn’t go anywhere for months, and most days if I got in the shower it was a miracle and then it seemed to take all day to get there….
At least I didn’t have the worlds media wanting photos of me though.
Just as well really.
And no we have not queued up to take a photo of the birth announcement on an easel outside Buckingham Palace.
Seems slightly outdated when one could just tweet it….