So, inspired by Cup of Joe, I’m going to post about things I’ve been enjoying in the past couple of weeks.
Now, I’ve mostly been feeding Errol and/or gazing at him in a nauseatingly adoringly way and/or catching up on sleep with coma-like cat naps. But the rest of the time I’ve been...
Writing my next feature for Tatler - follow them on Twitter at @tatleruk and, if you like, read my current story in the October issue (it’s a rather snarky piece called The Nail Files, but you try writing 900 funny words about nails, my friend - snark happens). Or, if you can, track down the September issue and read all about how Fox is my Boytician.
Craving returning to the edit of my next book, the first in the Union Street series. I’m starting on Monday and cannot wait. It’s the strangest feeling: I miss it, and the entire world within it, like a friend.
Feeling inspired by this post – again, by Cup Of Joe. (I like her.)
Thanking the Lord that these exist. They work. And they work FAST. And for this woman. Her book Baby Secrets is the shizzle. (I am so hip the lingo.)
Buying these, now that I know they're still a sartorial option and the bump did disappear (see above). God! I've missed high-waisted jeans! And by the way, the fashion wasteland of the last 10 months was bad. I mean, I like clothes. Clothes like me. We’ve always been friends. But pregnancy clothes... man, they suck. What’s that? I sound shallow? Dude, I AM shallow. Did you not realise this by now?
Having baths with this whilst doing this. I read about it in US Vogue, so it must work, right?
Forwarding this to Fox as it is really goddamn time he learned to cook. He’s 33 for Pete’s sake.
Making one of these out of the 2,503 photos we've taken of Errol in the past few weeks.
Thanking hell these exist as breastfeeding would be extremely boring without them.
Enjoying this site, this site, this site and this site, on the above.
More soon. Am writing a long Q&A blog in response to a bunch of email questions I’ve received over the past few months, so if you have any questions for me, bring it on.