Sssshhhhhhh......

Yes, you see correctly. Pregnant fairy was telling me to Shush by putting her finger in her ear! What's up with this??? Is her brain going to return to normal once the little alien is ejected? Please, God, can it return to normal.

Ok, I know it's been a while, but it seems like everything is escalating at once. I've been juggling work, mid-wife appointments, Chyro appointments, a car with a broken cambelt, a domestic worker that breaks everything she touches and freak winter rainstorms that flood my whole house. It's been a fun couple of weeks.

Pregnant fairy is doing a great job growing my first-born. Apparently everything is on track and the large amounts of ice-cream being ingested are not detrimental to the little zygote at all, the only side-effect is of course the heightened state of her (she is currently beating Hussain Bolt's 100m time in the womb, running from one side to the other and bouncing off the walls!) It's gotten to the point where I get woken up by tiny little kicks in the small of my back which, I must admit, feel a little creepy at times. It kind of reminds me of the first Alien movie when the creature comes bursting out of Lance Henriksen's chest!!

We have now got the nursery sort of sorted. We have that compactum, changing-station station thing, Kris put up some cool bear-themed hooks above it and I even hauled out the power tools (Lesbines love power tools!) and put up a shelf for her. We bit the bullet and shelled out the dosh for a perambulator (big word, hey?) with the car seat attachment, which was promptly adopted by Eko the cat who now sleeps in the basket at the bottom. We do have a cot, although this is currently residing in Cape Town somewhere but will hopefully find it's way up to Joeys in the not too distant future. So her little room is coming on nicely. We decided against the rocking chair and fitted out the single bed with loads of pillows and stuff for Kris to do feedings etc. However, this single bed miraculously found it's way into our bedroom a couple of weeks ago. When asked about this, pregnant fairy explained that it's for me to sleep on when she starts keeping me awake at night. Sweet sentiment, you say....right! I'm not allowed to sleep anywhere else! So the result of this great plan is that my bedside lamp is now balancing in the middle of the single bed which has been pushed right up against my side of our queen-size bed forcing the bed-side table to be moved to where the laundry basket hangs out! This makes making the bed extremely challenging, getting out of bed almost impossible and just creates a huge space to be filled with anything and everything that previously had nowhere to go. I did a bit of an inventory yesterday and found three towels, two pairs of jean-pant, four shirts, a belt, two caps, five novels in different stages of reading, tummy and stretchmark cream, Eko's lazer toy thingy, two computer cables, an external hard drive and seventeen jelly-beans on said single bed! Clearly this is not the best use of a single bed.

Oh, I must tell you, Kris discovered a new game the other day while lamenting the size of her formerly perky mammary glands. It's called Peek-a-boob, and yes folks, she can literally hide her entire face behind one of those mothers!! Scary.......