For a while there, I thought we were going to have a Valentine’s baby. Junior’s due date was 14th February, which has now passed with no sign of his/her arrival.
Oddly, whenever I’ve mentioned the due date to friends, there’s been a universal “awww- how romantic- a baby on Valentine’s day!”
But I think this is very wrong. Consider for a moment how every other 14th Feb would be for us. On a notably romantic day of the year, Deirdie and I would be waist deep in jelly & icecream, and kiddy parties. Every parent for miles around would be able, and expected to dump their child on us for Junior’s birthday party, whilst they go out for a nice meal, bottle of wine, and a little peace and quiet.
OK, that sounds quite selfish- but what about when kiddo is a little older, and starts having birhtday parties that involve drinks, pubs, clubs and late nights? Well, I guess s/he will always get cards on valentine’s day, even if they’re birthday cards- but will friends be available for partying- or will they be off with their boyfriends/girlfriends?
Every pub/club will have their vlentine’s special on, and you won’t be able to get a meal out without booking a table months in advance. As a side, any menu on valentine’s tends to have at least one heart-shaped dish (usually desert), too much decor in red/pink and probably some inflated prices.
You see- Junior not ariving yesterday means everyone’s a winner!
Bets are now on for when Junior does arrive. With the due date past, we could be heading for hospital at any time. The bags are packed, but we are still decorating!