Since I’ve been donning the ‘Baby on Board’ badge Londoners – men and women – have been springing up to offer me their seats, which is really heart warming. Always on the overground. Not such a good record on the tube, but that’s mainly because no one looks at each other.
Starting to worry and obsess again about the welfare and general aliveness of the baby. Jake says to try not to be neurotic during the pregnancy or the baby will come out as a tiny Woody Allen.
Bun in the Oven 