I have been singing this pretty much all day because this morning the Clevs were front page news!!!
(I know this does not mean I am famous, but its quite fun to laugh and joke about, plus any excuse for a bit of a Fame sing a long)
I had a phone call on Monday evening from a lovely lady asking if I had recently given birth, and if it was under strange circumstances. After confirming that yes indeed I did recently have a baby, and that yes it was under slightly more unusual circumstances of having your baby delivered by your husband, an appointment was made for an interview on that same evening.
Obviously the house was already spotless and sparkling clean and tidy so all I had to do was whip up some tea and cakes to offer them when they arrived. Mass panic ensued as there was sharpie on the walls, the kitchen smelt like burnt dinner, small babies needed baths, the floors were sticky in places, ya know usual ‘I live in a house with 5 small people’ issues that I was not comfortable with given the fact we had newspaper people coming (which is plain old stupid right? but I had visions of headlines reading “Woman falling apart trying to keep house clean with 5 kids” or worse “5 kids starve in Castledaly due to mothers inability to cook dinner and facebook stalk at same time”)
The lovely reporter really put us at ease and snapped some photos, including that GEM above which will shortly be supersized and found hanging up in my kitchen (although I am full on smug mugging).
Talking about Coras birth is hard for me because it was such a happy moment but also the most petrified I have ever been in my life. We were so lucky it all worked out ok for us as there are so so many things that could have gone wrong, the thought of which makes me feel sick. I realise its a great story, and it really is, and Mr Clev did fantastically and should get recognition for it, but part of me is still in complete shock that I’ve become one of ‘those’ women. You know, like the ones you see on ‘I didn’t know I was pregnant’, who give birth on their bathroom floor, or my case the sofa.
After recounting the whole event, and having some photos and baby cuddles we said goodbye and went off to bed. Wednesday morning comes around and here’s me expecting a little article way way way inside the paper. I had no idea we would be on the front page, and because its a small town Ive already been spotted and congratulated by strangers. Mr Clev got a round of applause in the pharmacy and some choice jokes about ‘needing anything to stop him having to deliver a number 6’!!!