The Waiting Game

No blog for a while because all my spare mental energy has been taken up with thoughts and hopes and fears about my soon - to - be - born grandchild. Apart from being seduced by every baby shop between here and Newcastle (my clients take me on this route regularly!) and reading up about modern methods, ideas, advice and trends, I think I have been extremely laid back about the whole thing. Until this week. 

Now, every time my phone bleeps its message signal or the land line rings, I nearly jump out of my skin. Of course, I was never like this about my own pregnancy but it is so different when the baby you gave birth to is about to go through it themselves.

A fantastic development for all new parents has undoubtedly been the internet. They can shop online (gosh, I remember the nightmare of buggy / trolley negotiations in the supermarket), monitor baby's progress with nhs sites and best of all, hook into the numerous chat rooms and support groups available. There is nowhere as lonely on earth than being responsible for a new baby and suddenly not knowing what to do.

So now we are literally days away from the event and the next generation is about to arrive. The next blog will have all the details and, of course, a named baby!

See you soon,

Angie