It was thirty years ago today...!
What a lovely little scrap she was! I'd had a thing about oranges while I was pregnant, and we fully expected her to be born with 'Outspan' stamped all over her. She wasn't, of course, but had none of the wrinkly skin that newborns usually have and was lovely and smooth and glowing. (Unlike James who took weeks to grow into HIS skin and who Charles nicknamed ET!!)
We were living in Oxfordshire thirty years ago and, despite her very traumatic delivery (forceps and ventouse because she was the wrong way round)we left hospital two days later and my Mum came to help out for a week. I honestly don't know how we'd have got through those early days without her. What a shock to the system it was. I don't think anything fully prepares you for a) the birth and b) the change to your lifestyle.
Of course, at this point I should be telling you about my Mum, my brother and the pork chop in his shirt, as this story is very closely linked to Christina' arrival, but that will have to wait as I'm rushing to the hairdressers to have a quick trim, before Helen and Bill arrive and we all go off to Jesmond Dene House for lunch.
LILY & ROSE
Here are some photos of Lily & Rose. There are a few from the first time we saw them when they were just 4 weeks old. They would fit on your hand at this age and didn't look much like westies!
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