Page 22 of The Bad Mother's Diary

Nick said, ‘Can’t I just give her a quick cuddle?’

I said no. Then I felt like one of those mad control-freak mothers. So I said he could go in and see her sleeping.

Of course, Nick ended up singing ‘The Circle of Life’ right over Daisy’s cot. So she woke up.

I shouted at Nick.

He did his whole puppy-dog-eyed, ‘I just wanted to see my little girl.’ Then he grabbed me in a big Nick cuddle and kissed me all over my face.

Was a bit hard to be angry after that.

And Daisyisvery lovely when she smiles.

Saturday February 14th

Valentine’s Day

Nick tried to cook a romantic Valentine’s Day meal today. I say tried, because Helen ended up doing it.

She ‘popped round’ mid-afternoon and micro-managed Nick’s cooking for the next three hours.

‘No darling, that’s not how you use a tin opener. DON’T PUT THAT IN THE SINK! I don’t care what the recipe says, ketchup has no place in bolognaise sauce.’

The mealwasnice, although (typical Helen) the portions were tiny.

I wanted to tell Nick how much I loved him. But it was a bit hard with Helen hovering over us, asking if we wanted more parmesan.

Sunday February 15th

Went wedding dress shopping today and found THE DRESS!

And we only went to one shop.

All the girls came.

Helen too :(.

Brandi and Althea went mad when they found out Helen was coming.

Althea said, ‘She’d better not say anything nasty.’

Brandi said, ‘That old witch. She thinks it’s her bloody wedding.’

At the wedding dress shop they gave us glasses of Prosecco.

We went all silly. ‘Oooo! Booze at eleven in the morning. Can we? Should we? Oh go on then!’

Then Nick turned up.

I shouted at him about it being bad luck seeing the dress.

He said, ‘We don’t need luck. We have true love.’

We smiled at each other and held hands. And I actually got a little fluttery at the thought of marrying him.

Nick wasreallybossy, actually. Almost as bad as Helen.

‘NO diamante. I absolutely forbid it. Classy. Think classy. You’re not marrying a footballer.’

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