all the young dudes

Emma and Jon and co came over for the football. The younger ones have absolutely no interest in football to be fair but enjoyed the paddling pool and pizza tea. Lovely to see them play together. Emma also made me do star jumps to see if they caused the baby to come out - they didn’t, but it was not a pretty sight.

My due date now corresponds with the next England fixture which makes me slightly edgy - I have visions of midwives/husband/consultants crowding round a tv while I push. Although as Z was also due on 11th and didn’t appear until 23rd (and even then with persuasion), I’ll probably be fine.