By Stephanie Gray
Around this time last year, there were three interesting rumours going around about me: One was that I was dying, the other was that I was engaged, and the third was that I was a consecrated single. All three are false (although I suppose the first is true if you consider that every day we get older we’re closer to death).
There is, however, one rumour about me that isn’t going around, so I’d like to put it into circulation: I’m a mother-to-be. This is one rumour that is actually true.