Our Little Man

Now, lest you think I have a child whom I have kept hidden from you, rest assured that that is not the case. This is Oskar, known as Oz, who is our godson. It's his second birthday today.

Both K. and I come from relatively small families so Oz is very much the only child in our life. We were so honoured to be asked to be his godparents, particularly as we hadn't known his parents, Phil and Liz, terribly long by the time she fell pregnant. But when we did first meet, we instinctively clicked.

We live quite close to each other so we are able to see Oz on a relatively regular basis. He is now at the stage where he recognises us and no longer has any inherent shyness with us. We will need to work hard to keep that up when we move further away next year. But we will make it work.

One of my proudest moments has been babysitting Oz for a day by myself, getting him off to sleep, and, yes, changing his nappy!