My little sister Pippa gave birth to the darling little Archie at 6:30 this morning. At home. In the bath! Mother and baby are doing well. As is proud father Tom (we’re both delighted to have a new Man City fan). Archie John Crerar Whitehead, to give him his working title, was born eight days early, weighing 7lbs 1. He’s incredibly little and incredibly cute. He has long beautiful fingers on his tiny hands, and smells of roses or whatever that sweet smell is all newborns have. I love him and am incredibly proud and happy.
Pippa hadn’t planned a home birth, but her male Ukranian midwife (yes you read that correctly), floated the idea when he arrive yesterday evening, and it just seemed to kinda happen. A female midwife arrived with more gas and air half way through the night. And voila! Archie is here