I'm delighted to hear that Coleen Rooney, whose baby is due in October, is planning a natural birth rather than a scheduled Caesarean. Good for you Coleen. Reports had claimed she wanted a c-section two weeks before her due date because it clashed with an England away match.

Call me old-fashioned, but I am very uncomfortable with the growing trend for celebrity mums to order their c-sections for a convenient date and time when neither they, nor their partner, are due to attend an awards ceremony or play in an important match. These are babies we are talking about being delivered - not pizzas! There is a reason why pregnancies last 40 weeks. Surely it is better to let things take their natural course, even if this does cause a scheduling problem for somebody's PA or the England Manager!

Anyway, would it really be the end of the world if Wayne had to be substituted at half time because his wife had gone into labour? He wouldn't be the first new dad to drop everything and make a mad dash to the maternity hospital, and with access to police escorts and private helicopters, he wouldn't have the added stress of navigating unfamiliar one-way systems and trying to find somewhere to park!

Whenever, and however, baby Rooney arrives, Coleen will certainly have her work cut out. She has already been approached to work on a pregnancy style guide, a post-pregnancy fitness DVD, and a range of baby clothes. When will she find time wash all those tiny vests I wonder?!  

Oh, how we love the pregnancy rumours. As soon as a celeb touches her stomach or shows the teeniest bulge in the tummy area we all go bananas with speculation. Is it a bump? Is it a badly fitting dress? No, it's water retention! Of course, despite the endless denials (until significant bumpage appears), it usually turns out that the rumours are true and a few months later we have a new celebri-baby to chat about over coffee. How awful it must be for those poor women whose denials are genuine and they are simply carrying a few extra pounds from eating too many white Magnums - imagine!

The pregnancy rumour spotlight is currently shining on Nicole Kidman whose normally lump and bump free 6ft-plus frame appears to be sporting a slightly rounded area. Personally, I hope the rumours are true and she is pregnant again. She's certainly not had an easy time of it when it comes to making babies; apparently suffering a miscarriage shortly after her marriage to Tom Cruise and undergoing eight months of fertility treatment to conceive Sunday Rose. It would seem Mother Nature is not impressed by for A-List status when it comes to matters of reproduction.

So, here's hoping for Nicole. I'm already looking forward to the inevitably quirky celebrity name they will bestow upon the new arrival. If it's another girl, could we be welcoming a Thursday Lily or a Friday Holly into the world, or would that be just too obvious? If it's a boy, maybe they'll settle for something more sensible and down-to-earth like, erm, Keith?!

Only time and Nicole's ever-expanding midriff will tell.