It's on the way...

A few months back this photo was taken of Andrea. Her belly got bigger...and bigger. The baby was due on the 9th of September. She was ready for it to come about a week prior. It's late (presuming it hasn't arrived since we called.) Who can blame it for being late: it's cold, windy and has been raining.

My sources have informed me that today Andrea went into the delivery room. The chain of discover went something like this; I established that her mobile phone was off as I called her hoping to catch up (we had posponed a few days before as she had a cold.) Her phone is normally on. I informed my parents of this. My dad suggested calling the Freemason's Hospital, where she was going to be admitted. I thought we should just leave it. When Andrea wants to tell us she will. My parents disagreed. Dad called the hospital. They told him she had been admitted. He didn't want to talk to her, neither did I (despite his insistence that I should.) Nothing personal. I just guessed she would be a bit of pain and probably didn't care to be disturbed. Her partner Dave I imagine would have been rather stressed, and the last thing he would have wanted was a distraction from the task at hand. Mum called the hospital back and got transferred Andrea's ward. They had a chat. Andrea had been induced and was watching television. She had a while to wait. I hope she is going okay. I also hope she took more than one headband in to the hospital in the end.

Dave and Andrea are expecting a boy. I hope that is what comes out. I am looking forward to visiting it. This will be one stylish kid!