My warmest congrat-ulations go to Wills and Kate on the birth of their wee boy.
It’s always such a happy event and I think everyone was happy it all went well.
I was in work on Monday when it all kicked off.
The labour had begun, and we were all interested in the outcome.
It’s actually quite rare to have this waiting-for-a-baby anticipation.
It’s only when our immediate family are going through labour that we know it’s happening.
Some of my closest friends just appeared with babies one day, and no-one ever gave me a ‘she’s-in-labour’ alert.
But despite the fact that we’re all strangers to William and Kate, we knew the exact time the Duchess was going through her life-changing and very personal experience.
Throughout Monday, women couldn’t help but be interested.
There was chat about the day they had given birth and how ever-polished Kate would look afterwards.
While I had a feeling she wouldn’t look like a typical new mum (limping, swollen and weeping), I was surprised how stun-ning she was when she left hospital.
Okay, she had a hairdresser and a new outfit, but, for heaven’s sake, how did she manage to have a waist?
I remember being in the hospital following the birth of my first.
I was expecting visitors and was trying to put on some make-up to make me look a bit better.
My hand was slapped by a nurse who sternly told me to put the make up away.
“Let people see what you’ve been through,” she ordered.
How things change.
If the world thought a little thing like childbirth was going to adversely affect the princess image, they were quickly corrected.
But if there’s one thing that’ll put a fly in the beauty ointment, it’s a baby, and, royal or not, it’ll vomit, scream, and scratch your eyes out if grumpy.
Maybe then we’ll see a hair out of place...