Don't let it be true
Apr 16, 2020
4 minutes
WORDS BY LUCY BRYANT
As he babbled away, I was sure it wouldn’t be long before my little boy Ralph finally said his first word!
‘I agree,’ I giggled as he rambled nonsense at Postman Pat on TV.
It was July 2015 and Ralph was just four months old.
Already, he was reverse crawling and bum shuffling.
He’d be walking before we knew it, too!
From the minute Ralph was born in March 2015, he’d been our wonderfully happy-go-lucky boy.
Nothing fazed him.
He never fussed at bath time, rarely cried.
Me and my husband Stephen,
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