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Nov 13 2011

A treat for mummy, a treat for daddy

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Hello gorgeous little one…

With all this spending in preparation for you to arrive, mummy and daddy are giving themselves a little treat each for Christmas! We’ve managed to convince ourselves that both treats (tangibly) are also for you, so they’ll be guilt-free purchases our end.

Mummy's new camera - Canon 1000d 18-52mm
Mummy’s new camera - Canon 1000d 18-52mm

Mummy’s is a grown-up camera. By the time you read this, digital cameras will have probably been replaced by something new and wonderful - but mummy wants a top of the range starter camera to take gorgeous photos of you, daddy, and the rest of the family. Mummy and daddy take horrendous photos and often look like porkies (even though neither of us really are) with 3 chins each. Right now Daddy takes pictures on his phone (an iPhone - this is the best phone on the market right now) and mummy kind of relies on him to do it. I don’t want to miss a single thing when you are born and want millions of pictures to show your girlfriend/s or boyfriend/s when you’re older. So a little bit of research has shown this to be the bestest camera out there for novices like mummy. Just in case we have a new currency system when you’re born, or you want to laugh at our £ value - it’s going to cost mummy around £200.

Lucky daddy is getting a flash television for the living room. He already has a pretty enormous one, but now he wants an upgrade. He has already upgraded his sound system from a dvd one to a blue-ray one (mummy doesn’t really understand what this means) and now he wants a new television to match. He’s been researching this for ages and mummy will be pleased to get daddy off the internet so she can talk to him again. Daddy has convinced himself that this purchase is due to you coming along - he reckons your arrival means he won’t get as much boy-time down the pub anymore (he only goes there 1 night a week now!) - so he wants a way to spend more cheap evenings in. Mummy is pretending to be moody about this as it’s expensive at £750 - but she doesn’t really mind.

In other news - Aunty Louise came to see us this weekend with Lenny. Lenny was really excited to see your hairy brother Billy and chased him around the house. Mummy felt fine then, but she’s been a bit sicky with you in her tummy ever since. She’s really tired and keeps throwing up. I’m not complaining as I know it’s you trying to get comfortable in there. I haven’t told daddy yet but I’m convinced I can feel you shifting around - it’s like a fluttery sensation. Maybe it’s in mummy’s head as it would be very early, but it definitely feels like you’re partying in there!!!

So on Wednesday it’s first scan time when we’ll get to see you for the first time - mummy will 12 weeks into her term, and we’ll find out exactly how many weeks old you are. A nurse will put some jelly on mummy’s tummy and roll a little plastic thing over our bump. The images from my tummy will then be transmitted onto a screen so we can see you! If there’s two of you in there, this will be the time we find out. It’s a very exciting time and we can’t wait.

So til Wednesday sleep tight and get some rest little one - you’re doing really well and we’re very proud of you for being so well-behaved xx

Oct 11 2011

So… we went to the midwife!

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So it all gets a little more real from here! Today was midwife appointment #1, the first in what looks to be a pretty exhaustive list of appointments in the next 7 (and a bit) months. As it’s only my second day at work, it was a bit of a lunchtime rush to get there on time. Craig picked me up outside work and we rushed through unusually busy traffic to Western Elms Surgery.

Western Elms Surgery, Reading

Amazingly my blood pressure was spot on for once! Considering the last few appointments have given erratic results (one week very low, the next very high), it was good to see the pregnancy hasn’t had any adverse effect. She passed no comment on my weight either so I guess she has no major concerns about this. The rest of the appointment was the general do’s and don’ts that we were already familiar with due to our own research.

Next on the list are blood tests on Friday afternoon, then a call to the hospital to book in my 11-13 week scan! REALLY looking forward to this as we’ll actually get to see our little one for the first time. People have told me it becomes far more real after this and I can’t wait. Unfortunately I also have to change doctor’s surgery as Craig and I have moved out of the catchment area for Western Elms. I was really disappointed about this as I’ve been really pleased with them. Appointments are quick and easy, someone always answers the phone, and I really liked Kirstie. I want to do this as soon as possible as it’ll be far easier to get to Tilehurst and register me, than struggle with a pram on the bus in 9 months and try to register me and baby. I also want to meet midwife #2 early so I can get to know her before the appointments come in thick and fast.

I guess the funniest thing to come out of this session was the urine test. Because I forgot to bring a sample to the appointment, I had to provide one before I left. As I’m pregnant, it’s not hard to pee on cue so I thought this would be a breeze. I was handed a little pot and a syringe and off I went. I didn’t give too much thought to the syringe bit until I read the instructions. The idea was to pee in the pot, then suck into the syringe tube for transporting to the hospital. Simple? Oh no. I literally couldn’t work it out. I had to leave my pee in the cubicle and get Craig to help. So Craig entered the toilet (luckily pee was still in situ) and joined the party. As I didn’t want to be interrupted transferring said wee from one pot to another, I locked the door and we tried to follow the Ikea style instructions. I’m sure anyone passing that toilet must have heard us giggling, especially when we squirted it everywhere trying to snap off the plunger bit.

Saved from William Mills
Saved from William Mills

In other news… the new job is going great. I’m really enjoying it and love the people I work with. I don’t seem to be suffering from any nerves there which is lovely - and owed perhaps in part to the fact I’m carrying baby; it’s something I have to be good at for his or her sake.

The new house is also going great. Billy is settling in well and caught us 2 mice yesterday as a moving in present; one sadly died, the other made it out alive thanks to Craig’s shoe. We have sat him down now and asked him nicely to bring us gifts in the early evening, and not 4am as it literally woke us both up this morning!

Right - I’m off to get in an early night as, between the pregnancy and the new job, I’m dead on my feet. Seeing Paul tomorrow to bribe him into doing a quick post at the end of the week to keep everyone updated.

Gems xxxxxxxxxxxx

Sep 27 2011

Has Billy FINALLY got the message?

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So fed up was I of my scatty cat - Paul and I decided to try to tell him about the pregnancy. For a few days now he’s been cuddling up to my tummy and pawing at it. There have been some amazing stories about how cats can sense illness or upcoming events that will impact upon their environment (house moves etc), and usually if I’m poorly, he’ll spend lots of time by my side or sleep beside me. I am therefore convinced of Billy’s psychic abilities and felt ready to break the news.

As previously mentioned, Billy struggles with English. Craig is also convinced he’s a bit ‘mutton’ (deaf - in daddy speak). So we had to come up with a creative and fun way to tell him he’ll have a new brother or sister. I’ve already tried pointing at my stomach and rubbing it animatedly in front of him, but for some reason Billy seems to think this means ‘dinner-time’. I’ve also waved pictures of babies in his face, but unfortunately he just bats at the paper like we’re playing a game. So we decided to meet him on neutral ground and go into ‘his’ garden (he RULES our garden) with props to get the message across.

Here’s how he took the news!

Billy and Mummy - reaction: INDIFFERENCE

Billy and Mummy - reaction: INDIFFERENCE

Unfortunately, at first, Billy didn’t understand the significance of the pregnancy test, and certainly didn’t appreciate the strangle-hold mummy had around his neck. But mummy was determined to get the message across and kept prancing in front of him until it sunk in. Here’s the moment where Billy finally got it - check out the look on his little face!

Billy - reaction: APPREHENSION?

Billy - reaction: APPREHENSION?

Two seconds later he fell off the wall… I’m hopeful that his poor balance is indicative of his excitement…

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