The Final Stretch

c/o

It's so close and I'm still doing so much (well only really in terms of going out for dinners but it's exhausting), I still don't feel like Bubs is coming anytime soon :(

Yesterday Mum spoilt me with a house clean courtesy of her cleaner and far out we can now see into our oven! It was the best present anyone could have given us although the house was surprisingly relatively clean. Hubs and I are not by nature very tidy people. We're clean but just not tidy and I've really been making an effort to change that lately. I just keep reminding myself if you do this little job now you won't have it weighing on you and won't have to do it later. I know this will be thrown out the window when Pecan is born (like most things I've been blogging about ha-ha) but still it's nice to be keeping a tidy home.

Yesterday was also the day I spotted stretchmarks...I thought I was going to get away with not having any but sadly it looks like a few have decided to pop up under my belly button! I told Pecan he/she can now come out because they're obviously getting too big to be in there ha-ha. I did moisturise my belly every morning and usually at night as well but in all honesty I doubt that matters and I was expecting them because I've got them on my sides just from normal growth as well. I've got my first Mum war wounds, now I just want my baby so I can really soak it all up.

Today I'm baking a Caramel Apple Cheesecake for my sister-in-law's early birthday celebrations seeing as they're over here from Sydney. Very fattening but very yummy (hopefully) again I'm making a few changes which is a good indication I'm becoming more confident with my baking. I've always wondered how people can just throw things together but I'm starting to learn how to do that and it's awesome. I'm hoping I keep it up over the coming months, even if the meals aren't that special I'm really enjoying cooking and it's something that everyone can appreciate.

Off to continue being a good housewife and dropping Hubby at the train station and then walking our crazy puppy dog. I've also got to hunt down my headphones so I can try listening to music whilst on my walk.

The List is Getting Smaller

I finally feel like I'm getting in control of my to do list but on the downside that means I'm getting really bored. Because we don't have any money coming in (other than the savings we saved for this reason) I'm trying to just stay at home and avoid spending but that equals horrible days spent in front of the laptop and tv.

This morning after dropping Hubby off at the train station I took the dog straight for a dog walk and really motivated myself to do 3 circuits. I was inspired by Danielle at Sometimes Sweet and her Pep Talk post about motivation and the gym. Even as I started on the second circuit I was feeling a bit blah but just kept going and I think if I'd had some music I could have kept going which is going to be something I aim for. I know it's probably a bit silly to start planning something like this right before Pecan is due but I figure I will go stir crazy if I don't even do dog walks with the baby.

But back to the list, so far all that remains is:

• Hanging the nursery artwork (we just need to get some nails)
• Adding hangers & fixing up the stockings I've made for the in-laws
• Christmas shopping - I'm trying to get this done online
• Possibly hanging up a curtain in the nursery (especially with the sale on at the moment at Spotlight but I think I'll need to twist Mum's (aka the landlord's arm) to help with the cost of these)
• Finally getting around to setting up our door bell (instead of relying on our barking dog)
• Finally finishing packing my hospital bag

The only urgent ones are probably the doorbell which I'll leave to Hubby and the hangers for the stockings which I'll try and motivate myself to do this week. Obviously if I get around to going to Spotlight then a curtain will be hung but it's not urgent because we have blinds in the nursery. 

It's exciting now that the countdown is on, my best friend in France reminded me that it was exactly a week yesterday. Sadly I still don't feel like Pecan will be making his/her grand debut before my due date. All the family (from Sydney and Dad from down south) will be here by the end of the week (the Sydney-siders come this afternoon) and they all want the baby born on the weekend. I'm hoping Pecan will realise Mummy would prefer that he/she comes when there's not so many people around! I'm selfish but I just don't handle crowds of people converging on me very well.

Family Day

My 11.11.11 photo

So life is now becoming more about doing everything 'sans baby' at the moment until Pecan finally decides he/she wants out. Today therefore is dress shopping day with my Mum and little sister, yesterday was coffee with one of my awesome uni girlfriends and it's funny to keep saying goodbye to people knowing that most likely the next time I see them I'll be a Mum.

I'm really enjoying getting out and about, it's funny to think that movies had always freaked me out that I'd be somewhere important and my waters would break. That always scared me but now (after actually learning what really happens) even though there's a slim chance it could I don't care. Talking with my best friend she also admitted that she felt the same and I'm really looking forward to being their guinea pig. I'm surprised that I don't feel more nervous about the whole thing but I'm really happy that I just want to go with the flow.

Yesterday I had another appointment at the Birthing Centre, it was good to catch up with our awesome student midwife (she & Hubby had to miss the last one due to exams). She goes to the same university that we all went to and we had a nice long chat about how nothing has changed and the admin side of things is so crappy. All the midwives I've met so far have been really nice and it was a pretty simple appointment, same as they all are. Pecan is apparently 3/5ths engaged but still hasn't dropped and I was right with predicting how he/she is sitting (legs all up in my left side). I'm excited about giving birth now and definitely ready for Pecan to arrive.

Tick Tock

c/o pinterest.com

We're officially in the waiting zone and I have had zero inkling/symptoms/anything that Pecan is going to arrive early. I'm trying to tell myself I shouldn't wish away this time and that we still haven't passed D-Day but I also have moments were I just want to be holding Pecan instead of making To-Do lists and worrying about washing, cleaning etc...

But the waiting is good (or so I keep telling myself) and there are things I want to get done/enjoy before our lives are changed forever. I'm making an effort to catch up with friends this week and then going dress shopping for Mum's wedding on Saturday - not that there's much point seeing as I have a huge bump! But I'll indulge her, I'd much prefer we were going wedding dress shopping for her but maybe it will turn into that especially if she doesn't want the typical wedding dress.

I finally finished sewing all the mini Christmas stockings I needed to do for Hubby's family (although I need to attach little hanging things so they can be hung up *gulp* wish me luck with that) so that's a major to-do item ticked off. I'm also going to attempt to make some Christmas candy to put into the stockings but we'll see if I can manage that with a newborn, I might be getting a little bit too ahead of myself.

Hubby and I went on a date night after he returned from having 1 Gin & Tonic to celebrate finishing uni. He's not a big drinker and had work the next day but I did keep telling him if he wanted to booze it up I'd come and get him. I guess I should be grateful I have a Hubby who hates alcohol but it's hard when you're pregnant and booze is off limits (other than the awesome glass of champagne I had to celebrate him finishing uni whilst out with our parents). We wound up just heading down to San Churros (a chocolate franchise place which specialises in churros) and then because the skies decided to open up snuck into a second hand book store where surprisingly nothing caught my eye but Hubby bought Russell Brand's second book for $5. We discussed a few names over our churros and Hubby admitted that he liked Luca for a girl. I said I did too except the song is about domestic violence so it wasn't really on my top favourite names lists. We both agreed we 'think' we're having a girl but I really wouldn't be surprised if I give birth to a son.

Oh well, only time will tell and at the moment I have that in endless supply whilst also having no time left at all.

The End

This will be Hubby soon (sans the cute dress and high heels of course!)

Today is Hubby's last uni related day EVER! Both of us met at the end of our first year at uni (just before our exams) and now we're about to welcome a baby as Hubby finishes uni forever. It's a really exciting time although I do feel a bit guilty, the poor guy just finishes 8 years at uni and is now looking at his life changing forever. He's pretty excited though and I feel so much better knowing that.

There's some advert on Australian TV at the moment I think maybe for AMP (an insurance company??) which is all about how life unfolds from graduating to getting a great job, moving to the coast, meeting your partner, getting married, getting pregnant, buying a bigger house. I always feel terrible when it comes on and I said so last night and Hubby's response was 'but we do live close to the coast' - I'm very lucky to have him. He knows just what to say even when I'm making no sense or he doesn't even know that what he's saying is exactly what I need to hear.

Tomorrow also marks the day from which Pecan is free to arrive when he/she so wishes. I think Mum would be fine if it was tomorrow (she wants to soak up as much grandbaby time as she can before she goes on her amazing Antarctica trip in January). I've still got a few things I want to get done but nothing pressing. Most recent is just to change the name on my passport because I've finally found all my documentation I need (that I put in a 'safe' place) to lodge it. Plus Mum has already booked everyone's Bali tickets and is just waiting on Pecan being born so that she can book our little family in. I can't believe how spoilt Pecan is going to be, traveling overseas before he/she is even 1! Then before he/she is 2 we're taking them to Denmark to see where Hubby grew up and to meet his family. Sadly Pecan won't be able to remember that trip but our bank account will be grateful for not having to pay for a full price ticket!

Today is my odds and ends day, in between this weird and horrible stormy weather we're having (hello Sun you can come out now!) I'm trying to get all our washing and all of Pecan's done too. I started on organising the nursery yesterday and OMG stuff just keeps coming out of nowhere. I thought I'd pretty much done all of his/her washing but sadly that's not the case. I also found out that my SiL never bothered to properly rinse out all the bottles she gave us (silly me assumed she had so didn't check and just put in storage) needless to say I needed to SOAK SOAK SOAK them. Not impressed at all! At least when the family friend gave us all her second hand goodies (including pram and car seat) she warned us they hadn't been washed. Oh well, my SiL goes in and out of favour and at the moment she's out. Hubby wasn't impressed (especially because early early that morning she'd sent out a mass 'give us this for Christmas' text message...too late as I've already got their presents) and asked if I'd ditched the bottles. If they'd been crappy ones I would have but they're Medela so I'm hoping the soaking in hot water & dishwashing liquid will help.

Does anyone know what the major 'dont's' are for washing bottles? We also got given what I'm assuming is a microwave sanitiser (again in gross condition from the SiL) but I have no idea how to use it!

PS: Thanks for all the advice in the comments it's saving this mother-to-be's sanity.

Goodbye Rings

c/o Anne Geddes

It was another Mother Daughter Nail Salon day :)

But before we headed in to get our Shellac redone (I'm now rosebud), I had to get Hubby's watch made smaller and our rings cleaned. Unfortunately because my rings are white gold it was finally time for them to get rhodium plated so now I'm the knocked up unwed mother haha. Hubby was so cute all of last night and this morning claiming that it felt so weird and not right without his ring on. I find it weird too (I hold my ring finger funny!) but it is nice to be able to normally wash my hands and not worry about it catching on clothing etc...

It was funny though because at every store we went into everyone kept calling me Mum's 'friend' - I think it's really sweet that she looks way too young to be a Grandma. She really needs to hear it as well especially because she's getting married and I'm trying to talk her into trying on dresses (she's sort of against it because it will be her third wedding). I want her to have a really wonderful wedding and for her to be spoilt because this will be it.

Whilst it was lots of fun it was also kind of scary because everyone kept asking when I was due and saying 2 & a bit weeks instead of months is INSANE! My To Do list is getting smaller (thankfully) and I've come to the realisation that the nursery may not be ready before Pecan is born but that doesn't bother me in the slightest. It would be great if either Hubby or I were handy around the house and could hang everything we need hung unfortunately we aren't and Mum's fiance (our go to handyman) is too busy at the moment so we're just going to wait until he has some spare time before I start hounding him again. And in all honesty Pecan really won't care if his/her room isn't all pretty as long as he/she has access to boobs, nappies and somewhere to sleep!

Baby Shower

Last Sunday it was my Baby Shower, after trying to sort out an appropriate date where all my important ladies could be there it was finally happening.

My wonderful uni girlfriends threw the Shower for me and Mum's fiance was kind enough to give us free run of the house. The food was amazing, we had mini scones (I think I probably ate the most of them), mini cheese scrolls that you can barely see in the bottom left hand corner, little sandwhiches, raspberry cheesecake brownies, Baby Pecan cupcakes, mini gingerbread man, mini coffee cupcakes...it was all sooooooo good. Two of the girls are excellent bakers but as one of the two is more crafty she did the decorations (including gorgeous pinwheels which I took for the Nursery and little colourful onesies that everyone wrote messages on) and the other was a non-stop baking goddess! The third girl organised all the games including a skulling water from a baby bottle, she learnt lots including that there are different sizes for bottle nipples and that next time she does that game she won't get the newborn size haha. I was very spoilt!

Pecan got lots of books and a few other goodies (including a much needed car shade!) and it was so sweet to read people's comments in the books they chose to give and the reasons why. Two of the more 'recent' Mums there, a family friend and my cousin (who is also newly pregnant for the second time) recommended the Save our Sleep book. I'm loving reading it but I'm really not sure that I want to be so restricted by baby (especially with the 7pm go to bed time) does anyone else have any advice or routine recommendations? I think I will wind up being more of a go with the flow kind of parent and if that doesn't work then maybe turn to the whole strict routine thing!

It's hard to believe how close to the finish line we are now! Any advice or recommendations for the weeks (or days) leading up to birth and those first couple of weeks with a new baby would be more than welcome.

Housewife

Only 8 more work hours to go until I have 12 months off to become a Mummy and Super Duper Housewife (ha-ha).

It's sad and I'm going to miss work like crazy (I never thought I would say that). All the managers (who can't attend my surprise farewell tomorrow) either called or came around to wish me all the best and promise I would bring the baby around. Grown men are so sweet when it comes to little babies. It's made me really appreciate working there though which I'm extremely grateful for.

It's crazy to think that after tomorrow I'm going to be planning/sorting out my life for this new little baby that is about to turn our lives upside down. It is so exciting to think that this baby, part of me and part of my Husband, can be anything he/she wants to be and the future is wide open.

Cooking Class

Last weekend was a birthday celebration (of sorts) it was a belated present for one of my best friends (who should be in America by now...lucky thing!) and a very early celebration for my other best friend. We all signed up for a French pastry class.

Now whilst I know my way around a kitchen I was scared of pastry, it's still my aim to make a pie before I turn 26 but I'm quite happy just baking cakes etc... Well the fear has definitely gone away after a wonderful class, granted I was on team Rhubarb and therefore didn't have anything to do with cooking the pastry but I did pipe choux pastry out of a piping bag and that's pretty impressive for me!

I can't really remember what the desserts were called but I'm glad I got photos of them before we demolished them. I have to admit the second one (with our rhubarb filling) was my favourite. Helen, our awesome teacher, was fantastic at making us feel at home whilst at the same time teasing/teaching us, I would definitely recommend this class to anyone in the Perth area - although don't do it when pregnant because you get a free glass of wine/bubbly at the end. My face must have looked aghast because Helen asked what was wrong and I lamented that I was pregnant (can't see how they didn't realise with my bump!) and therefore couldn't drink :( Although I did sneak two sips which went straight to my head!

The only negative I have to say about the class was that it was my first experience with someone making an unwanted comment re: my pregnancy. I hear it bemoaned everywhere - people putting in their opinions, rubbing bellies without permission etc... but I hadn't experienced that until then (maybe I exude get the hell away from me vibes haha). It started out innocently enough the woman asking if this was my first and then how long I had to go. When I told her 9 weeks her jaw dropped and she said where on earth was I putting it all and that she guessed having a small baby would be easier in the long run...unless it was a big baby and there wasn't a lot of fluid! Needless to say I walked off and ignored her for the rest of it, stuffing one's face with yummy desserts is a good cure for idiotic people!

Pushing the Envelope

This little baby is already pushing the envelope and after my appointment today I can see that's just going to continue!

For starters we've got the 'reaching' placenta (find out at our 32 week scan how that's going!);

Then we had the first failed glucose test followed by the marathon glucose/blood test resulting in me almost fainting (but all is good with that HURRAH);

Now we have - is that baby's bum or head? I'm pretty sure that's it's back....um at the moment you're baby is breech....

oh Pecan what do you have in store for Mummy next?

I'm not too concerned though, lots of sites suggest that it's common for babies to keep moving around and that they wouldn't start to worry until 34-36weeks. So judging by how things keep turning out to be ok I'm not too concerned. Especially because Pecan is such a mover and shaker in there.

I'm just so excited for the weekend, I've been exhausted after getting prodded to try and figure out exactly how Bubs was reclining and now I just want to curl up on the couch with some bad food and tv - luckily Hubby is keen on that as well!

It's a Dog's Life

This post was going to be about relaxation and making sure that no matter what everyone always has some selfish time but I looked at the photo and felt happy and sad.

Happy because Loki will always make Hubby and I smile no matter what, I feel like we're always randomly pointing out something silly he's doing and laughing about it (such as the above where he'd fallen into the back of the chair but was still chillin'). Sad because he has no idea what November is going to bring!

I think he will cope ok with the new addition but it will be sad to lose him as 'our baby'. Now if you're not a pet person you probably think I've gone a little cuckoo but trust me pets weasel their way into your hearts until you'd wind up doing anything *cough* including spending mass amounts of money to fix ligaments...thank you Bella *cough* for them.

Hubby was never a pet person until he met me, he didn't really have anything against animals they'd just never played a big part in his life. Cut to over six years ago and he became entwined with me and at that point my one dog. Fast forward to now and he's experienced raising a puppy with another dog whilst housesitting for my family when we were in New Zealand (fresh into our relationship so I knew he was a keeper); dragging a full grown Golden Retriever over a fence after she escaped at Dad's place; looking after an old dog in a plaster cast; watching Marley and Me with 3 grown women bawling their eyes out; and going to 'just' look at puppies and coming home with a dog of his own. He knows that our Christmas tradition will always start with a visit to the dog beach (I cannot wait for this year with Pecan) and that you can teach a puppy to go 'toilet' pretty much on command (this is a lifesaver and I highly recommend doing it!).

So Loki has been insanely spoilt, his toys are strewn around the house and his eyes lit up when he caught sight of an elephant I bought Pecan! Part of me knows he will be ok but there will be some major adjusting for all of us to do. For starters he will have to stop having 'little dog syndrome' and realise that being bossy is not on. He makes it well known that he doesn't like being woken up at odd hours so there's another big adjustment for him as well! I hope it gets balanced out by the fact that I'll be at home a lot more and that he will have more toys (I've resigned myself to the fact that Pecan will lose that war!) I just hope that his jealousy issues are placated by the good things that will come out of all this.

I'm hoping that he will love Pecan just as much as we will and that he'll guard him/her with his life. If everything goes well we know he'll be the perfect dog for our child's 'first' dog and if anything goes wrong hopefully it won't be too drastic and he'll quickly learn his lessons.

Baby Scan

We got to see our gorgeous Pecan! We requested not to find out and I'm still trying to decide if the tech's use of 'him' was an actual slip or just because she wanted to use a pronoun. I still think it's a little boy in there so that just cemented it ha-ha

Unfortunately we found out that my placenta is still low-lying, they reckon it is 'reaching' over my cervix and not completely covering but that it could be covering and therefore I'd need a c-section...I was half expecting this because it had been low lying at my first scan but my midwife said not to worry because everything moves upwards. I'm not down about possibly not being able to have a natural birth as I only want what's best for bubs but it does mean that the birthing centre might now turn up their nose at me :( If that's the case I'm now contemplating going with the hospital that's just 5 minutes from our house especially if I need to stay in the hospital for longer with a c-section. It's a real pain but we'll be going back for another scan at 32 weeks so fingers crossed. I'll just discuss it with my doctor next week and then the midwife in early August and hopefully we can come up with a game plan. My biggest concern (other than everything going well) is just wanting to know where I will be giving birth, I'm such a planner that that is really important to me and if the birthing centre turns me away at a late stage I'll be feeling pretty AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! 

Mum's 85 year old grandchild

Our little DJ, Pecan kept his/her hands near his/her head the whole time.

Cute little button nose!

I know it's all going to be ok and I just have to wait and see but it's so hard damn waiting ha-ha and I'm only halfway through the pregnancy!

PS: Congratulations to Mrs Wolff on her gorgeous new bundle of joy!

Cute

I finally felt like I 'perfected' an outfit. This was for a Saturday BBQ brunch with the in-laws where we finally got to see my adorable niece and nephew. I got to baby jiggle a lot because poor bubba has colic :( But for the first time she didn't cry once while I was holding her YAY!!! Unfortunately I didn't snap any photos but the MiL and FiL got heaps so hopefully I can get some off them next time we meet up.

I love this Sportsgirl nail polish :)

PS: Was hoping to share yay baby news but don't think it's going to happen (one very, very, very, very faint + and then a not pregnant digital) which means no more baby making until late May :( I already told my Mum it's her fault for having such an important holiday booked that it trumps her first grandchild being able to make a December/January appearance!

Hungover without the booze

I've felt gross ALL day but at least the headache is starting to go away. The only way I can think to describe it is like being hungover even though I haven't had any booze in forever. It probably didn't help that I had such a horrible sleep last night either. I was looking forward to coming home and collapsing but we're having my Mum and little sister over for dinner so that's been thrown out the window :( Then I thought yay I can relax tomorrow night but I've got a big work dinner booked for then so it looks like I can catch up on my zzz's on Thursday.

I'm being bad and pinning my hopes on this gross feeling meaning that maybe just maybe this means baby? (please ignore my hideous rhyming).

Decaf

I always thought not drinking alcohol would be the start of are you pregnant questions. Instead today when I asked if I could have a decaf cap my sister immediately stated I was pregnant. We're in the waiting to find out stage at the moment and I didn't really want to let my Mum and sister know that but it came out anyway! It was really nice at the Farmer's Market yesterday though because the first time in EVER, Mum was actually excited about the possibility of me being pregnant. Finally it isn't all about are we making a huge mistake (because Hubby might not have a job lined up). Now she's excited to be a grandma and it's just taken a huge weight off my shoulders because I wanted to share the happy and not just keep it between me and Hubby.

So back to work tomorrow and an early start :( It'll be a bit hard seeing as I slept in until 10am this morning, but that's what not going to bed until 1240am does to me obviously. I finally finished cleaning the house, the floors still need to be done but everything else is cleaned literally top-to-toe. We haven't done the balcony or outdoor courtyard/garden but I think we might leave the garden until Mum aka the landlord comes around.

I'm exhausted after the massive cleaning project but at least only 4 days left until Saturday! I can't wait I plan on just relaxing completely (with some gardening) and hopefully getting to the movies.

The newly cleaned kitchen

PS: Monday Yummy = incorrect Nando's order. I didn't want leftovers and just felt like a bit of a splurge. I'm going to start doing some dinner planning and I think I'll start that next weekend!

Back Home

My Aunty's 70th was a blast but we were literally only there for a bit over 24 hours :( My sister and I were the only ones who had to work tomorrow so we jumped back in the car pretty quickly. I would have loved to stay the full Sunday and go back on Monday but it just didn't work.

It was a bit weird because it was the first time that I met Mum's half-brother and his little family. Mum always had an issue with him so I was never properly introduced to him and literally said nothing to him the whole time there because it was just plain weird! I should have attacked more adult about it but by the time I realised who he was it had gone past the point of no return. It was also really sad to hear that Mum's half-sister (the youngest of the bunch) was in rehab and her gorgeous little children (that we've met once) are in foster care. I couldn't believe that, it only happened two weeks ago but it's so sad, especially something close like that to your own family.

So lots of secrets were revealed but other than the above dark cloud it was a lovely weekend. Lots of little toddlers and 1 almost walking baby (who was only just born at our wedding the last time we saw him). I defintitely have baby fever and Hubby and I are both looking forward to being able to try again soon. Fingers crossed it's wham, bam, thank you mam (I think I'll be down if it doesn't happen but I'm not expecting it to just really really HOPING). 

I'll post photos of my gorgeous second cousins and the party but now it's off to bed to get a good night's sleep. I hate sleeping in dodgy 'chalet' beds especially tiny ones on wheels!

Congratulations are in order

Congratulations to one of my first blogging buddies Emmie at Desert Darling. Her gorgeous daughter formerly known as Skellie and now called Bay (such a pretty name) has finally arrived.

I told my Hubby and I think my brain has now gone into full BABY BABY BABY mode. Looking forward to starting out journey towards our own little one.

Grey's Anatamathon

When I was at uni with my wonderful 'Team Awesome' we used to have long lazy days watching Grey's Anatomy and today I find myself doing the same thing. Terrible I know but I dedicated this weekend to being my lazy weekend! The heat isn't really inspiring me to do anything either which sucks, I really want to get out there and be physical but maybe later. Although later we're planning on going to the outdoor cinema (provided the stupid non-existent cyclone doesn't hit) to watch Rare Exports: A Christmas Tale. It looks scary and it's foreign so that's two huge ticks for me. I love the fact that Hubby comes from Denmark because he loves watching foreign movies and I've watched so many awesome Danish movies because of him.

Last night we had family dinner with the in-laws including Hubby's brother and his little family. My nephew is so adorable and I think it's really the first time that I've heard him call me Jess (hopefully I become Aunty Jess at some point). We also saw our little niece who is now a little over a month old and boy is she cranky! Pretty much crying non-stop unless her Mummy was rocking her or holding her. She's gotten so much bigger though and her legs are starting to get a little bit more chunky! Hubby was funny though as we were driving there he said he was more looking forward to seeing his nephew than the new baby. I thought that was cute but silly but now I share his point of view playing with a kid that loves you is so much more fun that holding a baby that wants to scream her lungs out because her Mum has let her go.

After everyone had gone I sat outside and had a huge chat with the MiL. It was nice for a change surprisingly although I swear she has the WORST memory. I told her a couple of months ago we were wanting a baby at the end of this year and then I told her that again last night. She was really happy but shocked because it was coming up so soon. I guess that is a bit scary because it definitely is right around the corner but it's exciting too. We're sticking by our whatever is meant to happen will happen :) I truly think that's the best philosophy to have especially if potential 'knock us on our butt' moments are coming up.

It was strange because I bought up adopting a child. I think because I asked if the others were contemplating having any more children (she doesn't think so but seeing as they were both surprises who knows!). Then MiL asked how many children we wanted and I said hopefully 4 and maybe one of them to be adopted. Immediately I realised I shouldn't have said that, she was really against it and only pro it if you couldn't have children. I could sort of see where she was coming from and it's not something I'm definite about but it's always been a possibilty at the back of my mind. But it's something I/we need to research and I was happy when Hubby said he still was interested in the idea. So it was a great night which totally caught me by surprise because I usually don't enjoy myself when I'm up there.

I hope 2011 is the year of good surprises :)

My Boys

I got to play with my 'adoptive' nephews tonight! It was so wonderful and little Maxi-Moo was totally enamoured with me - tugging my shirt and dragging me around the whole house. It was heaven and I can't wait until it's my turn to have my own little ones.

NP

Not pregnant. Oh well, at least I finally found out and it shows my body is getting back to normal after the pill! Hubby admitted he was a bit disappointed and I think that just made my night. I never know if he really cares as much as I do.

Now we've got to stop trying otherwise I could wind up delivering during his exams! Now I see why people say that babymaking is so hard.

At least tonight I don't have to act suspect and I can eat, drink and be merry :)