THE magic of a new person arriving in this world is never lost on me. I guess my amazement at the miracle of life quadrupled when I had my own children.
Even after the birth of Casper, my fourth baby, I stared at him for days, looking at every little detail and marvelling at its perfection.
A newborn baby has perfectly formed tiny nails and seeing them always leaves me awestruck.
I’m the weirdo smiling at a heavily pregnant stranger in the supermarket, almost jealous of the wonder coming their way.
I am one of those people who gets emotional at the birth announcements of people I don’t even know so well.
When I see those first hospital photos of the little pink balls of freshness, or the sleepy babes nuzzled on a dazed, puffy but proud parent’s chest my heart just swells.
I can almost go back and touch those moments again – the bubble you are in when your family has just got bigger. That time is filled with love in so many ways and it can never be recreated.
Needless to say, I was just as excited about the birth of ‘Baby Sussex’ – Archie Harrison – as if it was a friend’s or relative’s baby.
Royal or not, those feelings when you welcome a new human into the world are the same for all of us.
On Monday morning Prince Harry and Meghan were just husband and wife, mum and dad and nothing else mattered.
I know people were getting their knickers in a twist over whether we would get to know when Meghan was in labour or see the baby straight away but I found it bizarre.
I wanted to share in the happy news when they were ready to share it.
I am an awkward creature by nature and as strange as it might seem given my former career as a model, I’m not that great at having attention drawn to myself.
For all my pregnancies I’ve worried about telling people for fear of the glaring spotlight. I have just bumbled along until the visual aspect of my pregnancies has been undeniable.
And while sometimes I’ve wished I was one of those people making a hullaballoo about our news with videos, T-shirts and glossy bump photoshoots – it’s just not in me.
So I totally get why the Duke and Duchess of Sussex wanted a little time to themselves with their baby before showing him to the world or announcing the name.
Royal or otherwise, somebody sharing the news of a new baby, is precious, magic and personal.
For me, whether it be a full dance number to the Circle Of Life or a little snap of an exhausted gang, the news of new life in this world, is always going to be music to my huge ears.