Tuesday, July 15
Just read a note which accompanied baby pics sent in by a former workmate and new mother. She proudly reports that at one point during her 16 hour labour she projectile vomited over her husband. So that's something for both of us to look forward to...Feel free *not* to come forward with any pregnancy or birth-related horror stories, btw. Particularly not the ones about women who spent the entire nine months with their heads down the toilet.
Friday, July 11
Guess what, reproduction fans, I'm pregnant!That's why I haven't blogged for a couple of weeks. One of the main side effects of early pregnancy is that you have a little loop playing in your head all day and what it's playing is: i'm pregnant i'm pregnant i'm pregnant oh god i'm pregnant i'm pregnant i'm going to have a baby i'm pregnant' all day and most of the night. So it's been a little hard to concentrate on writing.
Found out two weeks ago on a very nervous Saturday but didn't really believe it until the following Monday when I was unable to drink a cup of proper coffee a workmate made me, but had to pour it down the sink 'cos I couldn't stand the smell near me, and then go and buy Polo mints from the vending machine to get the taste out of my mouth. Apart from the disappearance of coffee and alcohol from my life (don't worry alcohol enthusiasts, when you're pregnant you go completely off the idea of alcohol anyway) the side effects have been manageable. I've been a bit queasy and a lot knackered, and 30 mile bike rides seem a distant memory, although I'm planning to cycle to work as long as is feasible.
And as the pregnancy books predict (OK, I've only read one of them, and it's put me off the genre as a whole already) I have already been visited by the Titty Fairy in all her fleshly bounty, necessitating the hasty acquisition of Bigger Bras.
FAQS (so far):
a) Yes, we were trying
b) A little while, but not too long, ok?
c) About March 5 according to the doctor's little cardboard predictor wheel
d) Yes, we're both happy about it. Although somewhat nervous. OK, terrified. But happy.
e) No, we're not calling it Moon Unit. I don't care if it's gender neutral.
