In an interesting twist of fate, it has now (well, as of 4.5 months ago) transpired that I'm going to be some poor sod's dad (for those who have met me, I'm looking at you Tiggs, Animus and Shelly etc. you'll know what I mean ).
We only found out a few days after our big, fat, drunken Halloween Party and now the lil' cheese head and Miss. Beanfro are doing VERY well indeed.
At first I was a little bit scared, anxious, nervous, now though, I just can't wait to see the new boss and the ultrasound scans are just brilliant, its so great to see the little fella so healthy and bloody active in there, just makes me nervous, thinking about the tonnes of responsibilty ahead of us, its simply THE most unique feeling I've ever felt in my entire life.
Baby is due on around July 17th and is shaping up to be a real fighter already having survived a few scares in the 'danger months' but its still here, alive and kicking (very faintly now, so Miss. Beanfro says).
And yes, we're hoping for a boy, but I have no idea .