I don’t know whether it’s because I’m pregnant or if it’s because of her age, but Frog has recently found a new interest in playing with her dolls. Or, one doll in particular.

She puts it to bed and puts it on the potty and cuddles it. She tells it stories and feeds it milk from a bottle (“My boobies haven’t got milk in them Mummy” she rolls her eyes when I ask why the bottle). And she names it. Every. Single. Day.

This naming business has bypassed the doll and gone straight to the actual real life baby growing in my belly. Frog is OBSESSED with what we’re going to call her baby brother or sister. OBSESSED.  Continue reading »