Finally all is right in matrimonial land. Chef came home last night, gave me a hug, cried and apologised. He simply freaked out. Not only was he coming to terms with us being pregnant, he was now adjusting to the chance we could loose it.
Anyway, had a dating scan today. We are having a jelly bean with a heartbeat.
Still no talking on the spouse front. Why why WHY do men just shut down rather than simply saying, ‘sorry’. That’s all I want.
Is it bad to teach your children the concept of time through everything being related to the length of a Simpsons episode?
Why does everything smell so bad in the first trimester?
Why did I go from craving milk (and drinking way too many Mango smoothies and eating way too much yoghurt) to only being able to stomach Frosty Fruits, lemon barley cordial (with ice – and I HATE cold drinks), and vegemite on toast or SAOs in the space of a week?
How, on that diet can my girth be growing so rapidly?
A friend of mine, Bec, has three children – when the twins were about one, yes, twins, she burst into tears on me and said, I really do love them, but there’s just so many of them. Is this the life for which we are headed?
Why does a pregancy make you instantly want a new car and a complete home refurbishment?
Why men, when they know they’ve made you mad, don’t say sorry, just skulk around and MAKE YOU EVEN MADDER.
Why chocolate has to be so high in fat.
Things I HATE
People on the bus who
– listen to music so loudly through their headphones they might as well be carrying a portable stereo system and running a disco
– the same people as all they listen to is dance CRAP
– men who fail to see the merits of deodorant. WHY???
Uterine update
Bleeding has finally stopped. Dating scan booked for today week. If the cell-multiplier is still doing so, that is when we’ll know.
The growth of my girth has been so substantial over the last four days I will be shocked rather than upset if it hasn’t decided to hang on for the ride. Although, the significant comfort eating that has ensued since domestic dispute on Thursday night and inexplicable ‘spotting’ may have contributed to that somewhat.
Felix had school photos today – hair was washed AND brushed. Miracle.
Oscar had the best attempt at saying umbrella tonight – v.v. exciting. Also managed Mumbo – as I am being a bad parent reading them stories I loved as a child – eg, The Little Black Sambo.