25 years ago, in the summer of 1988, my mom rang her mom from a pay phone in London with some rather unexpected news.
Meanwhile, my dad took a train from London to Sunderland (practically at the Scottish border for you timid Southerns who’ve never ventured beyond the Watford Gap) to tell his parents two was about to become three.
But let’s be honest. This is 2013. From the minute you’ve found out you’ve got a bump, you’re thinking about that status update. Or once the shock had subsided in my case.
Obviously, I told my parents & closest friends face-to-face. Ain’t no way I was giving up the chance to see those reactions! But there’s been great debate since I hit the 12 week mark as to how to announce Bump’s arrival.
Due to circumstances, one of the cute ‘daddy, mommy & baby socks’ type announcements isn’t really an option. But this weekend I felt the time had come.
And so Bump met the world;