From Bump to Baby

Yesterday something incredible happened – Fat Sister’s bump became a baby.

I’m now the exceptionally proud aunty of a beautiful wiggly niece.

Fat Sister, King Russell and the little wiggle are all doing well.

As I held her in my arms for the first time, I looked down at her and ticced:

“You’re parents fucked to make you.”

King Russell laughed and said ‘I can see we’re going to have to write a note to the nursery pretty early on’.

And with that I sang her the classic Tourettes lullaby – “Oh bears, why are you so non-conformist when you poo?”

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