Unwrapping another Drumstick bar, I couldn’t get enough.
With a pile of them scattered beside me, I was craving all sweets, which left me with one question in particular…
‘I think we are having a baby girl,’ I confessed to my partner David, now 41.
After finding out we were expecting our third child in June 2021, I secretly hoped that this time around it would be a little princess.
I’d been used to mud and sweaty football kits with Harvey, 10, and Dexter, four, ruling the roost for far too long.
Only, holding my breath at our 20-week scan, it was clear that I was going to be outnumbered forever.
‘It’s a little boy,’ the sonographer revealed, with David punching the air.
Oh damn, I thought. I guess I really am supposed to be a boy mum…
However, knowing that our baby boy was healthy, with my pregnancy going swimmingly, I soon got over the whole thing – especially as it meant we
