Hello Fred, I’m sitting in Granny’s house writing a quick note for you as Granny is knitting you a very colourful hoody. We’re been talking about a lot of the last couple of days and we are now into the final stages of your first life, the life before you emerge into the world. We have decided that if everything goes to plan, you will be born at home, possibly in a pool, with your mum and I helping you into the world together. I think the other couples that we’ve met along this path think we’re a little too hippy, but, as far as I see it, anything that helps you into the world, without too much distress and chemicals; Obviously if you change your mind on this and decide to be awkward then we’ll take all of the options available for us. The house is quickly overflowing with stuff… your cupboard (yes you have a cupboard. I don’t have a cupboard, I share a cupboard, but you have one) is quickly filling with baby grows, cloths, nappies, toys and books. By the way, I’ve started reading the hobbit to you, as I think you’ll enjoy the story more. Was rather worried that the ring-wraiths were scaring you too much. So hypno-birthing has robbed me of the last dregs of innocence. Jean, our instructor, is a wonderfully direct to the point woman, and is making the whole process wonderfully easy for us, especially your mum to assimilate. I have no idea at this stage what your birth will be like, but I am aiming for me to be the first outside contact you have. Also, Mum and I have decided that we’re going to wear you as often as possible. My life is now full up with learning about wraps, maitais and all sorts of goodies. I’m practicing my knots and reading up on the best ways to ensure you’re comfy and safe. I’m also looking into child care alternatives, possibly with me looking after you full time. But that’s a decision for the future, right now I’ve just got to find the right colour orange for your Granny to knit a jumper for you, and to get some curtains ready, and keep on breathing 3 months to go till we meet you Dad xxx