tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27366713.post-86888589831165258722008-03-21T22:52:00.000Z2008-05-04T22:55:08.880+01:00<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:arial;">Yesterday, I sat opposite my friend L___ and stuck labels onto envelopes for the band fan club I help out with. We nattered about various things over the course of the day and one of them was babies. Specifically baby number 2.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">This is an apology to L___ for the fact that I lied my head off yesterday.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">It's an apology for the fact that when I was asked whether we'd want to have a second baby anytime soon, I forgot to mention that K___ was pregnant again.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">This is also an apology for the fact that I said I didn't know if we'd do a blog for baby 2. I do know, and if you've read it, L___, you'll even know I practically quoted some of it at you.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">So, basically, I'm a bad man whose word isn't to be trusted. Luckily, I don't believe in hell, so no chances of eternal punishment. Just have to watch out for the lady I lied to.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">Get these articles sent to your RSS reader: http://t-9months.blogspot.com/atom.xml</div>Mummy Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07137406582219963754noreply@blogger.com