It was a fairly dramatic arrival . . . I won’t go into all of the details here but it involved an anesthetic failure, a jammed operating table and the Sex Pistols!
I think we’ve been very lucky with Isabella in that she’s such a placid and calm baby. Trust me, it’s nothing to do with our parenting skills (or rather lack of them) as we’re both a bit clueless and have just been muddling along.
It’s a funny time when babies are this young as you would love for them to stay like this for longer so that you can enjoy these most special of times together. Conversely you can’t wait for them to grow up so that you can see them develop and their personality form.
Her passport has already had some use after we spent the recent May spring bank holiday in Nerja, Spain. We travelled with my parents, sister and her family and had a wonderful time in the pool at the villa and on the beach.
She really did seem to take going to Spain in her stride. However; she appears to have picked up a bad habit from Aunty Kirsty with regards to her drinking and clearly has an eye, and a hand, on the Rioja.