one northern girl's observations on life's ups and downs in small town lancashire, since embarking on married life after 13 years with her other half, becoming a mum for the first time and continuing on her path as educator of the masses, friend of many (including one rambunctious miniature schnauzer), aunty to one, sister to two; trying to make sense of much and achieving a little... some days anyway.
Sunday, 30 October 2011
Friday, 7 October 2011
the countdown begins... 14, 13,....
yesterday we learned that our little bundle is going to be here a little earlier than planned. so, in as little as 13 days he could be making his very first appearance into the big wide world as the newest and smallest member of the clan. daunted? yes. some trepidation? definitely. fear? ask me again in 12 days.
because of this news yesterday was also full steam ahead day for getting the re-decorating of his room done, with grandparents-to-be and dad-to-be furiously wallpapering and painting everything in sight. it is now a gleaming space of crisp 'whisper white' and bold 'proud peacock'. admittedly, it is much nicer than it was before the ceiling-foot calamity befell it.
i am taking this new date with a hefty pinch of salt though, given how ridiculously big I am right now and the feeling that he is feeling rather too restrained in there. it may be lack of experience or simply naive of me, but I feel sure he might try and arrive under his own stream before we get to 'i' day (induction day!).
we shall wait and see and, in the meantime, continue to bounce on the birth ball.
because of this news yesterday was also full steam ahead day for getting the re-decorating of his room done, with grandparents-to-be and dad-to-be furiously wallpapering and painting everything in sight. it is now a gleaming space of crisp 'whisper white' and bold 'proud peacock'. admittedly, it is much nicer than it was before the ceiling-foot calamity befell it.
i am taking this new date with a hefty pinch of salt though, given how ridiculously big I am right now and the feeling that he is feeling rather too restrained in there. it may be lack of experience or simply naive of me, but I feel sure he might try and arrive under his own stream before we get to 'i' day (induction day!).
we shall wait and see and, in the meantime, continue to bounce on the birth ball.
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