Now don't get me wrong, with 4 children myself I understand how hard the balancing act is between making my kids happy and only spending within my means. As glorious as it is to see their shiny happy faces as they rip open their presents, it is not great if their parents start the new year drowning in debt and worrying about how to afford three pairs of new school shoes.
In order to truly understand the magnitude of what we are considering, we must return to the child at the centre of it all. A child who did not ask to be conceived in such a way, nor ask to be unwanted in any way, but could have grown up to be a child with a voice asking for love, respect and dignity. For now, we must be their voice.
As someone who works with men and boys, these two descriptions of couvade, inspire and excite me. Our ancestors knew the importance of having the father bond with the baby as quickly and as thoroughly as possible. The reduction in testosterone shows how this is a biological and evolutionary imperative.
There is a hope, be it ever so slim, that William could do something that would make women the world over - even women like me - hail him as the best thing to happen to Britain since Boudicca. Grab the burp cloth and pick out your preferred get-baby-to-sleep manual, Lt. Wales, it's time to become a house husband.
The birth of the Royal baby, Prince George of Cambridge, was a time to celebrate for most of the British public. Unmarred by worries of a traumatic birth in volatile conditions in a country where we are lucky enough to have free access to healthcare. But others are not so lucky. Every day, around 1,000 women die in childbirth or from a pregnancy-related complication.
As much as I'm sure we'd all like to know, ultimately, it's none of our business. When we get down the nitty-gritty, and if we're really honest with ourselves, we're just being nosey... even if we're being well-meaning. Jennifer's a lovely woman, I'm sure she'd make a great mum but... it's also, ultimately, still none of our damn business.
I spent most of my pregnancy in some form of unity with baby. She was always at the heart of everything I did, even if I was doing nothing or was consumed by a task. Alongside this I made sure I had special time for exclusive bonding. And you know what, it worked. When baby arrived I felt I knew her.
Baby Prince George's arrival has brought back into play long dormant paradigms of masculinity, and we've been suddenly left fighting to keep up. If Love Scene's audience had ever wondered why some men were awkward with babies, then they will soon find out; it has something to do with the fact, no matter how consciously, that each pram could contain within it a new Messiah, and that that Messiah might have bigger balls than him.