Monday, December 19, 2005

Must be Due for a Panic-Fest About Now...

Whats the best way to get Week 27 off to a memorable start? Spend all morning at the hospital? Yeh!

I was woken at 2am with cramping, which I initially just ignored, but after it started moving around to my lower back, and then radiating down through my groin and into my thighs it was pretty hard to ignore anymore. It was coming in waves, lasting about 30-60 seconds, and coming every 5-10 minutes for about an hour. I eventually woke up Monkey Boy to get me the wheat pillow and my pregnancy books so I could look up what the hell was going on. Dr Google was too far away (in our New Study) to be consulted at this particular juncture. The wheat pillow made the cramping settle down, but this morning over breakfast it was still there so I rang the birthing centre.

They thought it was probably Braxton Hicks, but to come in if I was worried. Well, I'm not going to pass up an opportunity to be worried, so we put the painting of Spudly's room on hold and went to the hospital to get everything checked out. After being on the CTG machine for half an hour, hearing Spud's heartbeat AND his hiccups and kicks, being poked and prodded, urine tested, bloody great speculum shoved up my whatsit (OUCH!) they confirmed two things:

1. I was definately having Braxton Hicks contractions
2. Spudly is a Hyperactive Baby.

Seems he's moving around so much that he's upsetting my uterus and making the contractions stronger. Given his father, I shouldnt be surprised really...

So now I know what the Braxton Hickseses feel like. Personally, I'd like the contractions to not get any stronger, please.

Oh, and as M said at our girlie lunch yesterday, I'd like one of those births that involve an orgasm.

Thursday, December 15, 2005

Its a Sign

So the in-laws were driving home from country Victoria last week and noticed a sign in a small country town, just this side of the border.

Keeping in mind that Spudly's due date is March 27...





They have Mashed Potato Wrestling, and crown Mr & Mrs Spud.

I think, under the circumstances, we'd win.

The title. Not the wrestling.

Tuesday, December 13, 2005

Those were the days....

Outraged by Manuela's recent comments about my faux-pas photograph, which I'll Have You Know was Very Stylish way back in 1990, I have decided to come clean, step into the light and admit to all that I was an 80's Fashion Victim.

Not as bad as Lala, who is still wearing HER 80's outfits, but nonetheless...

Whilst cleaning all the shit out of the soon-to-be-Spud-room, I came across some old dressmaking patterns I had squirreled away with the obvious intention of making one day. Actually, I did make one of them, and I still have it somewhere...

I am particularly fond of the purple puffball, especially with its divine little bows around the hemline. Would go very well with the Leg O Mutton Sloives, Kimmy.

Friday, December 09, 2005

Dont get in my way - I'm Nesting!

I've been back from our WONDERFUL holiday for a whole week now, and I probably should have written a little something to describe the lovely time we had canoeing and relaxing and eating and such, but as soon as we got back we started renovating and I've been trapped under layers of paint ever since.

This has very conveniently coincided with the onset of the nesting instinct, which I must say I never believed in before. I have revised my opinion.

So, when the dust settles, and the paint finally washes off my skin and out of my hair, I will write something extraordinary (or, at least, write something...)

In the meantime, here's a couple of photos from our holiday:

Panda and Spudly enjoy a lovely spread of nibblies and champers for our 2nd anniversary breakfast.

Dawn at our cottage hideaway

The happy couple find their favourite driveway and do a dodgy self-timer portrait in a gale.

Not looking quite so relaxed and gorgeous, here's me getting stuck into our front room, which has been in various states of falling-downness for 5 years:

This is how I will look for at least the next two weeks. Charming. More renovation photos will ensue once the room is finished. Which will be tomorrow. Hehehehe. Tomorrow! Boff-o!

Yesterday we had the 24 week antenatal appointment. Everything is hunky-dory, the Birthing Unit are v. happy to have me, Spudly's heartbeat is nice and strong and loud, and he's practicing for the synchronised swimming team. I feel enormous, which is probably becasue I AM enormous, and my ligaments have started hurting in my lower pelvis. But never mind that, I've got cornices to paint...

Oh, and so's you understand my enthusiasm for getting stuff down asap, here's the room where Spudly will be sleeping:

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