This is me, pre-Frog.
Actually, it’s not quite pre-Frog; Frog is there, albeit the size of an orange, hidden under my jumper. But she hadn’t properly arrived in the world, not yet.
This photograph was taken at Christmas time in 2009. I was pregnant, having only recently “announced” the news to friends and family. I had no idea what was ahead, apart from that it involved a baby. And I was excited.
This picture captures a moment during a visit to the (self-proclaimed) Northern Love Machine’s parents’ home in Rochdale.
I can remember that feeling of childish excitement as I looked out of the window in the morning to see thick snow had covered the ground. As a Southern Fairy, I was unused to this Northern snow.
I dragged the NLM and both of his parents out of the front door and onto the common, to run around (as much as running around is possible when you’re pregnant) making footprints and snowmen. It was fun.
I’m sure I had the best time out of everyone there. I seem to remember the NLM grumbling about the cold and then kicking over my snowman.
But no matter what fun I had, I’m sure it won’t rival future snowfalls. Not now I have a proper playmate to enjoy them with.