NOT GUILTY

NOT GUILTY

For the nine months George was pregnant with Edie I was wired with nerves and excitement. I would often lie awake with a beaming smile as I considered the joy that was on the horizon but also worrying about everything that entered my head concerning a newborn. Whether it was finances or storage space (but mainly, just how the hell do you bring up a baby?), our bedroom was often illuminated by a 2am Google search to settle my concerns and persistent insomnia. I spent my time researching the logistics and what we should be buying, plus exhausting every baby name book under the sun. I even read bits and bobs from ‘What To Expect When You’re Expecting’. But was it missing a chapter?

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