One of the loveliest things about being my age (nearly 30) is how a number of close friends start having babies. And suddenly, just like that, your email inbox is full of pictures. Of babies that can call you Aunty without you breaking into a scowl.
When friends have children, it’s like being given a chance to love your own friend like they were a baby. In their children, I see them.
I now have nanna munna rahi-s all over the world. How lovely is that..