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Another one for this couple. The Beckham’s fourth baby is due to arrive in the European summer.
“I’ve got some great news to tell you all,” David announced on his Facebook page. “Victoria and I are expecting our fourth child this summer. The boys are very excited about the arrival of a new brother or sister.”
No sign of a baby stomach (past or present) in the latest pictures of Victoria. We’ll be watching…
I have once again bought my baby girl clothes that don’t quite fit her.
Often out on my lunch, on a whim, I buy her something I think she may need. A pair of sandals, a t-shirt, and then yesterday I bought her two winter zip-up fleeces. Pretty and warm and with the hoods she so loves.
They weren’t very cheap so I took great care pondering the sizing.
She’s a small poppet. Not big enough, I didn’t think for the age-appropriate sizes. Looking at the length of the sleeves I thought that they were far too long and she’d take years to grow into the tops she will desperately need for the cold winter months that are fast approaching.
So it was with the 1 1/2 to 2 year fleeces that I arrived home in the evening. Great excitement at the pink and blue hoods, but she showed no interest in trying them on.
The next chilly morning, i hurriedly tore off price tags and dressed the little poppet in her new pink fleece. As she delighted in her new hood, I realised that it was way too small for her. We may be lucky to get a few weeks wear out of it. Another disastrous purchase which I will have to try to find the time to return.
This incident got me thinking about similar incidents and why I insist on making the same mistake. Quite clearly there is a deep desire for my
youngest child never to grow up. I have an arrested development desire for her. She must stay small and cuddly and she must keep waking me at the crack of dawn with a cuddle and an “I love you, mummy.” Always.
Charlotte Bauer has written a brilliant column in this week’s Mail and Guardian. Wise and considered thoughts on our polygamous president.
Nadav Kander has taken a beautiful series of pictures capturing those first precious blissful (albeit a bit ignorant) moments after childbirth.
I don’t know if you can stomach this… What a devastatingly terrible (unthinkable) moment for this mother.
Heidi gave birth to her fourth baby, her and Seal’s third, on Friday. They announced the birth of their daughter, Lou Sulola Samuel today. On her website Heidi says that “She is beautiful beyond words and we are happy that she chose us to watch her grow over the coming years.”
The tennis world is a flutter over Kim’s “miraculous” comeback after having a baby. On Sunday, she beat Venus Williams with a 6-0, 0-6, 6-4 win at the US Open. The Guardian says she has “struck one blow for motherhood”. Another headline reads “Definitely One Mother of a Performance”.
I was a bit taken aback. So what if she’s a mother? Motherhood is no disease. It’s not a physical disability. Why should it be such a surprise? Why so much celebration?
The real reason, I gather is that she has taken time off – two years – to have her baby, and after such a long break she has come back in full force. She last played professionally at Flushing Meadows in 2005. I am pretty sure she played up a storm during her time out.
This little baby was born on Monday in a school toilet. The 18-year-old schoolgirl-mum rushed out of her geography class after her waters broke to give birth in a toilet. Her mother didn’t know she was pregnant!
The headmaster of Rakgotso High School in Eersterus, near Pretoria has admitted that teenage pregnancy is a big problem – this young mother was one of 3 girls known to be pregnant in his school.
Apparently Naledi Pandor last year banned the issue of condoms at schools. Eish! What help is that! What’s happening to sex education in our country.
Zuma’s suggestion last year that teenage mothers “must be taken to colleges and forced to get an education so that they can be in a position to look after themselves” isn’t a great option. Instead, these girls and young mothers — and their boyfriends — need sex education. Lots of it.
This is where the baby was born on Monday – see the graffiti:
Forty four-year-old author Alice Eve Cohen had the surprise of her life when what she thought was a tumour turned out to be a baby. Watch her tell the story:
My family is desperate for a pet. I thought a rabbit would do the trick. But Speedy hasn’t satisfied my children’s need for an animal. He is wild. Doesn’t spend much time with us. And now he seems to prefer our neighbour’s garden.
Cats perhaps? No. I am way too allergic. It’s a pity because I like cats for the independence and lithy ways.
A dog? Definitely not. And now that I have read this tragic story about a 3-month old baby who was mauled to death by his grandmother’s dogs, I am more determined than ever not to get a dog. Two pet dogs bit the baby to death. He suffered 20 bite wounds before he bled to death. The Daily Mail says that:
Three-month-old Jaden Mack was attacked by a Staffordshire bull terrier and a Jack Russell after his parents left him with his grandmother while they went out for the night…
Shortly after midnight neighbours heard (the grandmother) screaming: ‘The baby’s dead.’ She has been treated for shock.
Neighbours said the dogs, which have been destroyed, were ‘placid’.
I feel devastated for the family.
