He popped the ques­tion, I popped out a baby

Erin got two happy sur­prises for Chrissy Erin Nor­cott, 25, Ja­cobs Well, Qld

that's life (Australia) - - Contents - As told to Kylie Wal­ters

Watch­ing my son, Har­ley, two, run un­der the sprin­kler, I flopped into a gar­den chair.

‘You shouldn’t be out in this heat,’ my boyfriend Jake, 29, said, hand­ing me a cold drink.

It was Christ­mas Eve last year and at 35 weeks preg­nant, I was huge.

‘I know, but there’s so much to do be­fore to­mor­row,’ I told him.

‘At least go in­side with the air­con, I can take care of the gar­den,’ he said.

So as I put to­gether plat­ters of fruit and sal­ads, I watched Jake and Har­ley play from a win­dow.

Life doesn’t get any bet­ter than this, I thought.

That af­ter­noon, we drove to my par­ents, David and Eve­lyn’s house, for din­ner.

My sis­ter Sarah, brother Dean, and their part­ners were all there too.

‘Be­fore we have din­ner, let’s all open a present each!’ Mum said.

This never usu­ally hap­pens, I thought.

As I sat down in a chair, every­one crowded around me.

Then I no­ticed Jake and Har­ley weren’t in the room.

‘Did Jake fi­nally get me a horse?’ I blurted, ex­cit­edly.

Just then, Har­ley walked down the hall­way and every­one was telling him to come and see me.

As he got closer, I no­ticed he’d changed his T-shirt. Printed on this one were the words, Mummy will you marry my daddy?

Stunned, I turned around to find Jake on bended knee, hold­ing out a beau­ti­ful di­a­mond clus­ter ring.

‘This can’t be hap­pen­ing!’ I shouted, jump­ing up to give him a kiss.

He placed the ring on my fin­ger and we posed for a few pho­tos.

‘So is that a yes?’ Jake said. In the ex­cite­ment, I’d for­got­ten to an­swer him! ‘Yes!’ I beamed.

Half an hour later, we were about to sit down to din­ner, when I sud­denly felt a wet trickle down my legs.

‘You won’t be­lieve this, but my waters just broke,’ I said. ‘That can’t be,’ Jake said. Our baby wasn’t due un­til the end of Jan­uary – five weeks away! But it was re­ally hap­pen­ing, so

Dad drove us to the hospi­tal.

‘We’ll keep you in for ob­ser­va­tion but there is a good chance you won’t have the baby tonight,’ a nurse told us.

Around mid­night, I sent Jake home so we could both get some sleep.

But then I started to feel some pain. And just an hour later I called Jake.

‘The baby’s com­ing, can you come back?’ I said.

How­ever, be­fore he made it, just 20 min­utes later, lit­tle Vin­nie ar­rived – mak­ing his birth­day Christ­mas Day!

He was taken off for ob­ser­va­tion, but he was fine.

‘I’m so proud of you,’ Jake said, kiss­ing me.

‘It must’ve been all the ex­cite­ment of the pro­posal, which brought on the labour!’ I joked.

A few hours ear­lier, I had thought life couldn’t get any bet­ter – now I had a beau­ti­ful new son and a fi­ancé, and Har­ley was a big brother.

I don’t think any­thing will top it this year!

Our baby wasn’t due for

five weeks

Har­ley in his pro­posal T-shirt My other sur­prise Christ­mas present was lit­tle Vin­nie

My gor­geous clus­ter ring A new fi­ancé and a newbaby!

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