Lost and Found by Lynda Bellingham

Author:Lynda Bellingham
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781446407950
Publisher: Ebury Publishing

CHAPTER TWENTY

ANOTHER BUNDLE OF JOY BUT IT IS THE CALM BEFORE THE STORM

WHILE ON HOLIDAY in Italy in 1987, I found out I was pregnant again. Everyone was delighted. So was I, but there was a little niggle in the back of my mind. However, as an optimist, I just brushed it away. It was all going to be good. We had a successful business and Nunzio was so thrilled. For a while, things were calm.

Robert Ciro Peluso was born on Easter Sunday, 3rd April, 1988. He was luckier than his brother Michael in that we had more money so he was born privately at The Portland Hospital. Julie Walters was on the floor below. It was very posh compared to UCH five years earlier, but it could not make up for the fact that the cracks in my marriage were widening: even on the first night of our new son’s life, Nunzio managed to reduce me to tears.

Robbie’s birth had been quite eventful because he was early. Rosaria and her son Gennarro were staying with us for Easter, with the idea that she would be around again to help. The night before Easter Sunday, Nunzio had had a busy night in the restaurant, so when he came in late, he had fallen asleep in front of the TV. I woke in the early hours with terrible pains. I thought it was wind, so I went downstairs and made a cup of tea and sat talking to the dog. Star would always follow me round everywhere and he could feel something wasn’t right. It slowly dawned on me that I was going into labour. This had not happened the first time because I had had an elective Caesarean. I suddenly panicked because it was Easter Sunday and I had promised Michael an Easter egg hunt in the garden. I couldn’t let the little lad down so I got the eggs and wrote the clues, and in between contractions Star and I went round the garden hiding the eggs. I must have looked a very strange sight, practically bent double, stopping every few minutes to breathe and then crawling on all fours under a bush. My dad had always said that when we three girls went into labour it would be no problem as long as we had a bale of straw and some hot water!

I finally rang Mum at about 8 a.m. and she said I should ring the gynaecologist as soon as I could. I waited till nine and then got his answering machine. That’s private medicine for you! I heard nothing for another hour so I rang the Portland and they said to come in. I then had to wake Nunzio, who was less than pleased as he had a hangover. He insisted we take everyone with us. Rosaria, Gennarro and Michael (but not the dog, who looked very forlorn as we drove away). We were like a band of travelling gypsies arriving at the hospital.

Peter Saunders, my

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