It’s 1510 and you live in [name]London[/name] with your three brothers and one sister, and your parents. You are fifteen years old this year and are ready to get married. Although your father is a local spice-merchant and your mother is a seamstress, they manage to find you a husband who is a minor lord. You meet once and are married six months later. Thankfully he seems very nice!
Your name is: Mine — [name]Florence[/name] [name]Bancroft[/name]
Your husband’s name is: Mine — [name]Lucas[/name] Cromwell
You get married to this man who you’ve only met once and things are very awkward at first, but you start to settle in. After about a year of marriage, you start to notice that your corsets aren’t fitting quite right. The doctor tells you you are pregnant! Nine months later, your daughter is born. Your husband is disappointed, but you are so in love with your little girl. You give her a virtue name to express your happiness (there were no MNs back then, but you can choose to give MNs if you want).
Daughter #1’s name: Mine — [name]Charity[/name] Cromwell
Your daughter is barely ten months old when your husband tells you he wants to try for a son again. You’re not sure what to think about having another baby so soon, but it’s not like you really have a choice in this day and age. It takes two months of trying, but you get pregnant again, and your next baby is born nine months later (your daughter is 19 mos old). It’s a boy, to your husband’s delight. He names the baby after his father.
[name]Son[/name] #1’s name: Mine — [name]Matthias[/name] Cromwell
Of course in this time period it’s important to have two sons — the old “an heir and a spare” technique! Your second son is born two years later. You name him after his godfather.
[name]Son[/name] #2’s name: Mine — [name]Rupert[/name] Cromwell
By this time, your daughter is four, your eldest son is two, and your youngest is one. This time it’s your turn to ask for another baby. Fortunately your husband agrees with you that he wants another child, preferably a boy. [name]Both[/name] of you are surprised when nine months later, twins are born! They are both girls, to your private delight. You give them classic, slightly off-beat names that match your other children.
Daughter #2’s name: Mine — [name]Violet[/name] Cromwell
Daughter #3’s name: Mine — [name]Calliope[/name] Cromwell
Now your mother-in-law steps in and says you can’t have more girls than boys, so you try one last time. Thankfully, it does even things up! You have a third son and name him after your grandfather.
[name]Son[/name] #3’s name: Mine — [name]Joseph[/name] Cromwell
Your children are mostly in the care of nannies and governesses so you’re left alone most of the time. Your husband buys you a lap dog to keep you company.
You name it: Mine — Dandy
The End! :o)