Jane's card for new baby. If you want one for a girl, contact me.
Originally uploaded by Geraldine Curtis.

I forgot to mention, the other namesake - who I was at school with ( I'll keep the school out pouring for another time) sent me an email about a school reunion. Having first rejected the idea, I thought no, this might be fun why not say yes and see what happens. You'll have to wait until March to hear how it goes, but at the moment I want to say 'yes' to everything, get my life back on track and find out what I've been missing.
Onto the good news and not so good news. I went to see Jane last Thursday. After six years of trying to conceive, (this being the second IVF treatment), she was now two weeks over due and going into hospital the following day to be induced. Nothing keeps Jane down, she was still driving and had even been to have her bikini line waxed that morning. (I was tempted to ask the merit of that, but instead marvelled that the waxer managed to find it!) Anyway, the plan was, that once she'd had the baby, Tom, her husband would text everyone to let them know the good news. Friday passed and then Saturday and I began to get concerned. When I was induced it took 12 hours and ended with Keeland Forceps, so by Sunday I was hoping that it was just that I was on the end of the list. The text eventually arrived on Monday morning. "Baby fine, Jane in ICU". It took me ages to work out that ICU meant Intensive care unit. Tuesday evening, there was another text: " Jane now moved to High Dependancy Unit". I counldn't help wondering what had happened and wished there was something I could do. It's difficult showing you care, so I set to and made the card in the picture. I went round to deliver it this afternoon and although all the curtains were drawn, when I saw Tom's car outside, I couldn't help but knock at the door. Tom opened the door in his dressing gown (I've always wanted to say that - not best timing !) he said that Jane had lost three quarters of her blood and for a time it was touch and go. It took me all the way home to work out that that's 6 pints, so for all of you out there who give blood, thank you, thank you, because you helped save her life. We are all thinking of you Jane and willing you a speedy recovery... and then I'll take you to task over what you named the poor baby!!!!