Listen to your heart,
Before you tell him goodbye.


Ok. I'm ready to accept that, due to the growth of my baby and the weight i have been loosing, there is not alot of room left in my tummy. Fair enough. But that does not justify an attack of the limbs at half past 3 in the morning. I feel my baby is playing the Hockey Cockey in my stomach!
It started off as the odd feeling of something brushing my tummy, and has escalated to a full blown morse code performance. Do babies even know morse code?

Once the 'party' died down i was able to get back to sleep, but had wriggled around so much getting a comfortable spot that i was ill this morning. It didn't help that i had to indure the 'party' again at about half ten. I often think i'm missing out on something in there? I'm waiting for the music to start and party poppers to be let off. ^_^

Oh well, only 13/14 weeks to go, then the little darling can kick me for real. and be sick on me, and poo everywhere...
Oh joy. ^_^

The quickest way to a man's heart is threw his breast pocket.


I just ready very brifley someone's comment on the Psycological ending of some horror movies. The one he mentioned in particular was one where the crawling monsters of the movie (which I shall not name incase you which to watch it) are all in the main characters mind.
I feel that, movies such as 'Signs', 'Underworld', 'Resident Evil' and 'Dawn of the dead' are good because they play on our childhood fears of Aliens, Zombies, Werewolves and the Unknown. Why do we have to feel that believeing in these things is wrong? I personaly embrace the fears I had as a child, simply because, and I hope this makes sence, there is nothing wrong with fear.

I still wake up from nightmares where Zombies have somehow made their way into the house and i'm trapped. or i'm lost in the woods and I hear something chasing me. I hate to quote a fantasy book, but Professor Lupin in Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban says to Harry, and I quote "That suggess that what you fear most of all is - fear. Very wise" ok it's sad that I know that, but this suggests to me that Childhood fears are a good thing to bring over into our adulthood. These things we fear, don't they keep us human, make us seem more real?

People often talk about what it would be like to be a kid again. Start by fearing the unknown instead of trying to give it a condition.
And look out behind you. ^_*

Sold my soul for the second time,
Cause the man don't pay me.
The Importance of being Idle - Oasis


Last week I had my 25th week trip to the midwife. It went better than I thought. I had horrible images of her telling me I wasn't doing something or that the baby wasn't growing fast enough (I still feel like i'm just fat, not pregnant, people assure me otherwise) But everything is fine. She has this little machine that allows you to listen to the baby's heart beat and the minuet she placed it on my tummy the baby kicked right there. It was quite funny.

Three months left and I feel like I should be doing so much more than just sitting here growing my baby. The nursery is painted and we are traveling to my aunts on feb 4th to collect as much baby equipment as we can fill the car with. Providing we have a car by then. lol.
Still being fixed at the mo, but they're getting everything that needs fixing fixed and giving it a new MOT so it'll be a dream to drive when Kris finally gets it back. ^_^

The mother-in-law has been wonderful. She's gone out and bought so much stuff that we never would have been able to pick up, nappies, baby grows, cotton wool buds, sudocream, baby lotion, baby shampoo, baby wipes, sports bras for me and a lovely top that kris says makes me look beautiful. (it shows off my bump so i wasn't so sure, but everyone else loves it.) The pile of baby stuff grows by the day, which is great, and i'm really looking forwards to being able to start sorting out the nursery furniture, though the mother-in-law is probably far more excited than I am. ^_^

It's amazing to think that I was counting the three months last time to judge when the morning sickness would be over, now here I sit with my baby belly counting down the three months before the baby's due. It's a funny old world.

True perfection has to be imperfect
I know that that sounds foolish but it's true.
Little by Little - Oasis

Well, it's been a hectic couple of days. Been brave and seen the dentist to get my teeth fixed up. Got another appoinment next tuesday which i'm not looking forwards to. Got a trip to Milton Keynes tomorrow and the Midwife on Wednesday, then Thursday Kris is getting his car fixed. Early mornings for the next few days, which sucks.

But it does mean i get to talk to the midwife about how long i have left. I've calculated three months (i'm roughly 24-25 weeks) and i'd like to discuss what i have to be ready for, anything i might need etc.

Finally finished the painting of the Nursery. E-mailed my dad about the carpets and spoken to my aunt about going over for lunch and too look at the Baby stuff. Really excited, still scared, but that's only because i'm a wuss when it comes to pain and it's my first baby. I just know that when they place that baby in my arms all the fear and all the worrying will feel like nothing. ^_^
And Kris will be beside me threw it all, so what do i have to fear?

XxX

I needed you today
So where did you go?

Just a quick one, and i mean quick. I was checking over my Personal Maternity Record and have just calculated that i have three months and one week left until my baby is born.
Three months... one week... baby...
I'm not entirly sure we have enough time to sort everything out before the baby is born. We have only just been able to start the second coat on the nursery walls and we have no idea what's going on about kitting the place out, so i think it's time we sat down and started to have the 'official talk' that i've been dreading.

Well, it's late, i'm tired and i need chocolate. Which reminds me, any one ever read a book named Blood and Chocolate by Annete Curtis Klause? It's about a werewolf who falls in love with a mortal but the head of the pack wants to make her his mate. There's gonna be a movie about it but i wanted to read the book first and i wondered what poeple thought of it.

oops, that wasn't really very quick now, was it. *bites bottom lip*

Give me a minute,
a man's got a limit
I can't get a life if my heart's not in it.

Ok, it's 2007, Chinese New Year of the Boar. I was, like many of Britan, watching the firework display on TV last night where they set London alight.
I found it hard to surpress my view, which I shared with my Husband:
"How come when Guy Fawkes tried to blow up london like that he was stopped but if you do it in the name of New Year it's a 'fantastic Display?'"
Needless to say he was not amused.

So, What New Years resolutions have i made? None. Why? I make it my mission not to promise myself things i can't do.

I hope, for you, it is a fruitful year.