We had Ellie's third birthday party this weekend. I can't believe my baby is no longer a baby!

My birthday was uneventful, which is how I like it.

And we found out that we're having another baby girl. When we explained to Ellie that she was having a little sister, she began to hide all her toys under her bed. At least her room is tidy...

I don't know how (or if I even should) tell my almost-3-year old daughter that her Nana has gone to heaven. I'm not sure how to make it so she would understand...

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It still hasn't really sunk in for me either.

Set for 19th July 2011

( Prenatal Yoga & Smoothies. Phonecall from Colin Ledger )

(Set for last Sunday - 10th July ( Read more... )

Almost brought up my breakfast on a suspect this morning during interrogation. I've never been so relieved to hear a confession - it meant I could get out of there before I actually was sick. Not my finest moment, that's for sure. I'm hoping that it's not as bad tomorrow because I'm due in court for cross-examination at 9AM - I don't think it will ( Read more... )

Simmons can bite me, that geeky blabbermouth.
Actually, the man is pretty sharp, he could be a detective (that's probably a joke)... He just could never work with anything Top Secret. You can all stop sending me hints that you know, or congratulatory emails, or random phone calls to tell me I'm knocked up - I'm pregnant. It's out ( Read more... )

Giving press statements and "looking after" MCS and the mess while Ross is away was not quite how I expected my weekend to go.

But in a weird, whacky way it hasn't been that bad and I *may* have enjoyed it. I don't mean it was fun or anything, but I enjoyed the change. I wasn't allowed to let the press print hand gestures though...

( Being left in charge... )

( Alex tells Connie about the baby and Ellie teaches Tommy a new word. )

( And something about dance classes... )