Country jaunt

Life rolls on and I'm a month and a half closer to the end of my fertility since I started the stopwatch.

I think I'm starting to lose the panic and accept the inevitable. It's either that or I get eaten up with anger and fury and want to leave the Prince. I have to rejig my priorities.

Also, everyone I know with two kids is exhausted all the time. My friend Fleur, the one who tricked her bloke into having another baby, says she's always spotting people with one kid and envying them. She gets up at 5am every single day and says by 10am she's a wreck.

And last Sunday was spent in the country where Lucrezia has just moved to from Stoke Newington. She held a 4th birthday party for her little boy Louis, who is Rosie's best friend, and a barbeque for everyone else. The Prince chose not to join us because Lucrezia doesn't have Sky and he would have missed the Chelsea match. What a bore.

The location could not have been more idyllic, set in the back garden of a quaint little cottage surrounded by green fields where pigs roamed gaily. Bluebells swayed in a gentle breeze in the woods opposite and bees buzzed. The townies drank beer and talked about property prices while the locals discussed how wonderful Lucrezia was.

"Oh she's simply a marvel," one woman with bouffant blonde hair and glasses said. She was about 55 and lived next door but one. "When she found out my back was bad she brought round a beef bourguignon in a casserole dish that she'd cooked - isn't that just so sweet?"

I nodded. That was sweet. But then I thought "I bet they've never seen her lying drunk on a pavement puking in the kerb."

Loads of the Stokey mums went and all of us who had just one kid lounged in the sun while our children played beautifully. Those with toddlers glued to their hips were on their feet all day rocking, soothing, chasing, mopping up, changing nappies and preparing baby food.

So I question can I REALLY be bothered to go through that again? The answer is of course Yes, if Rosie will then have a sibling to grow old with. But I'm not sure I want to wreck my relationship over this, which is what could so easily happen. The most important thing for Rosie is to have happy parents. What's the point of having a little sister but parents who hate eachother?

If I can't beat the Prince, I'll just have to join him and become a Princess. I'm still pondering it.