I was already wafting a little like a lost soul at work after L went on maternity in September. Since Christmas, when K went off on maternity too, I have been bereft (although there are some cracking staff to keep my spirits up!). But I've just had a text to tell me that Elvis has arrived this morning and that he's actually going to be called Bruce. Congratulations!
And in keeping with the baby theme, my cousin N also had her baby this week, in the early hours of Thursday. Welcome to the world, Eleanor!