I’m heavily preggers at the moment (baby due in 3 weeks) and for the last few months now, I’ve been facing awkward questions from one of Felix’s classmates. He lives round the corner from us, so we often end up walking home together.
“Is there still a baby in your tummy?”
“How will it come out?”
He is utterly fascinated by this second question. At first I was quite vague about it all, but my problem is that with my own (now 6-yr-old) son, I never evade questions. I always answer honestly, and in as much detail as he’s capable of understanding. My attitude is that if he’s old enough to ask, he’s old enough to know. But with someone else’s child… a child who is taken dutifully to Mosque every evening… how much am I allowed to say? Will I offend someone if I give too much detail?
I have to saying that I have a special hole for the baby to come out of. Inevitably he wants to know where it is. “At the top of my legs,” I say, and that’s as far as I go.
So far I’ve managed to have this conversation out of earshot of his parents, but the other day his father was there and, understandably, got embarrassed. Then started dragging his son away and telling him off. Meanwhile the only thing I could do was act as though everything was fine and I didn’t mind in the least. Which I didn’t.
It wasn’t helped, though, by my son being present and helping my “at the top of my legs” description by leaping about behind me, giggling and pointing and saying, “Here! It’s in her bottom! Her bottom’s really smelly, she farts all the time.”
Mindfield, eh?

Was so sorry that I (stuck in bed recovering from the birth from hell) had to miss the brunch – a well-deserved celebration of a wonderful book!

(And – many congratulations on your nuptials!)

Best of luck on your wedding day, and I can’t wait to read how the story ends!

Amy/Assertagirl

Best wishes for the big day from all at the University of Bath.

“And then, in April 2006, I got the sack from my secretarial job. Because my employer had found my blog and objected to its very existence.”

Oooh er, I hope that does not happen to me.

I have only just started blogging + have only just come across your blog (another blog / blook / book success story!).

I will to pop by again.

Best wishes,
Sharon