So after I had my first baby (hours of agony), I went back for a second shot.  This time I had the same morning (all day and night) sickness, the same ball on my front and the same aching back.  But this time the labour was quicker and I had a different flavour... a boy!

Alas, he also hadn't read the "What babies are suposed to do" manual because he didn't sleep during the day either.  So now I had 2 babies who didn't sleep a wink during the day and expected me not to either.  They were close in age (16 months apart) so at least the older one was close enough to the ground to keep the younger one amused for short bursts of time.

Still no time for me and as none of my other fwb's were silly enough to go back for seconds so quickly, they were all still enjoying their single offspring and I still felt the same as before... It wasn't all roses for me.

Then came number three....