Thanks so much for all your suggestions about the Heroes and Villains – keep them coming please! Thought you might like to see this bit of film of me at a Christmas party the year before last when as a dare I swapped my dress for one of our producers' jackets and dickie bows! What was most shocking was that he wore my dress… watch if you dare
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Now on to some marvelous news about Sara Griffith's baby boy! I'm so delighted for her
I went to see her the day before the baby was due and as we chatted she very sweetly said to me that she couldn't quite believe she was about to become a mum! I knew exactly what she meant as I was much the same when I was expecting Lucy. It sounds ridiculous now, but I couldn't make that giant leap of faith that the ever growing bump was in fact a perfect child with fingernails, hair and all… and she was.
The most beautiful little soul whom I loved on sight, and who, when plonked somewhat unceremoniously into my arms and onto the nightie I was wearing (but had borrowed from my mother in law, and hoped was washable!) she looked at me. I mean really looked straight into my eyes, and it brought about the most incredible feeling I will always remember. When I read Sara's text that 'Mummy and son are doing well' I knew she will have felt that too….
Actually my memory these days is not as sharp as it used to be, as those who witness me on a weekly basis searching for my car in the supermarket car park will verify. However, if you were to ask me what I was doing 17 years ago on the second of February, I could tell you exactly. I was in Shrewsbury General Hospital waiting to give birth to Jack.
I'd actually gone in on the Sunday as I was by then one week and four days overdue and looked like The Queen Mary coming into port. However, Jack had decided he was happy where he was, so the various methods of induction they used failed, until he decided to shift on a Tuesday morning and cause me such back ache that they decided to break my waters.
Well… had I been anywhere else but on a plastic sheet, we would have needed a canoe! It was like being on the log flume! The midwife was on the verge of donning a sou'wester when it finally stopped and the pain went away and all was quiet. And apart from some eyewatering contractions every 20 minutes or so, nothing of any significance really happened. Until Jack's heart stopped…
… and then it was action stations. They needed to do an emergency cesarean, but I insisted on staying awake. A little tricky getting a spinal injection in between contractions but the medical staff were excellent and appreciated that it'd been 17 hours up to that point, and I really didn't want to be asleep for the most exciting bit!
I'll never forget the consultant hauling Jack out and asking us to guess his weight! I suggested 9 and a half pounds, the nurses chorused 10, but as his lovely little body was plonked on the scales he tipped 10 pounds two and a half ounces! I was amazed, but when washed and dressed and cuddled up in my arms I did muse at how long it would be before he could take on a paper round…
Sadly Jack's dad still has all the photos of Jack as a new born, but I thought you might like to see a photo of Jack (top left) when he was about 6 months old, and the one I took this morning before he headed off to college (left). As you can see his hair's grown a bit
The third one in the hat (left) is so you can actually see his face! Still smiling, as he has pretty much always done despite some major changes in his life and some really difficult times too. Very proud of my boy He's decided against a party this year but is going out with some mates for a Chinese meal, and then it's Sam's 21st!
Looking forward to hearing from you, as always,