…my boyfriend.
We’ve been together for close on 6 years but I still cannot talk about anything with anyone for more than 5 minutes without mentioning him at least a squillion times.
Today the world changed for me. I met my niece for the first time.
Predictably, this story started 9 months ago. In actual fact, for me it started on 13 January – my baby sister (okay okay, 23 is not exactly a baby, but she’ll always be my baby sister) walked into my birthday party at Molly Malone’s in Fourways looking like a million dollars. She was wearing a long black dress and her naturally platinum blonde hair was curled to perfection. It was a good thing she looked so hot, because it distracted me from screeching ‘WHAAAT?!?’ when she casually leaned over the table and whispered ‘Don’t freak out… but… I’m pregnant’.
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When tickets to the World Cup went on sale, Shaun and I decided that we didn’t need to attend any games. We said we’d already had our taste of footie at the Confederations Cup Semi Final and that it would be better on TV anyway.
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