Anaemia, water retention, colostrum and cystitis
Hypochondriac's get in line!!!
Our unborn child is now a right little bruiser, it can be seen kung fu fighting from the outside, with out having to place your hand there to feel it, if I'm reading the daily Star for example, the paper actually moves if it's resting on my tummy, while the child is either:
1. Small dancing
2. Dancing with one shoulder in the air like it's father.
Lack of blog is due to being absent from work, so I've a few days news (if you can call it that).........let me cast my mind back.
Monday 29th
Came to work, the rest is a pregnancy memory blackout.
Tuesday 30th
Ditto
Wednesday 31st
Bought a chain for the bath plug as i can't touch my toes anymore, it was the highlight of the day and i harped on about it all night, posted Ethan and Freya's bday cards and presents, also went to get my waxing done, opted for Nicola's for the sole reason there are no stairs to climb...my lash tint didn't take (she didn't leave it on long enough, because her tea was ready).
She's SO shit, home for 6.30pm, tea....washer on....another evening in front of the fire, early to bed to watch t.v.........blah blah!
Thursday 1st
M&S in the lunch hour, purchased loads of scrummy food, Dad a bday card and AP a Valentine's card......after tea, Andy went to the club for a talk from John Hendry (not a one to one, there were 50 other folk there), i had a nice evening....having a bit of me time, had a chicken bhuna and a garlic naan (oops), pottered, read shit mags, bed for Bonkers (wtf?), Benidorm and skins...he was home after his 2 Stella, snoring soon afterwards!!!
Friday 2nd
Rose early, i'd received a letter from the quacks saying to phone as they'd got my blood tests results back from the hospital (Andy was chomping at the bit, told him i'd be anaemic and there was nothing to worry about as this was quite normal), i was right, but took the day off anyway as i felt rubbish, bad nights sleep and all my arms and hands were hurting.
Andy was gutted when i climbed back in bed as i stunk of curry and he cleary wanted shut of me for the day then he could lay about scratching his nads...........hahhaaa!
He was off to the gym by 10am, i returned to slumber....fooked after putting 4 consecutive days in at work, he was back at 1pm (having lunched with his Mum) i was still laid there like a stranded beached whale.
He was brandishing an envelope with £350 in his folks had given us for baby stuff (ace, we have everything we need, lets buy more cake with it!!??), he brought me coffee, then tilted the mattress and tipped me on the floor to get me up (well, not really but he may as well have).
Luther had his cystitis back, rang the vets and ummed and ahh'd whether to take him (he said he felt much better), had a lovely day off........picked up prescription for iron tablets, called at pet shop (Luth some herbal medicine and bird seeds), did the "Friday big shop", 4 loads of washing, ligged around vegging in the warm.....Andy toddled off to Rotherham to watch the 2nd team rugga buggars, i went to the parents and shared a Chinese with Steven..had a good old chinwag, not seen him this year.
Home for 9pm, watched t.v till 11pm. Andy was home soon after reeking of ale and slurring that all my mates had been at the rugby........doh!!
Saturday 3rd
My arms and hands were still really hurting, couldn't close my fists.........boo! went swimming and felt like i'd been in a car crash when i got home, quick brekkie, NO WASHING to do! yippee!!!!
Dropped AP at the rugby, shot home and ligged around all day, made some sweet and sour chicken and a chilli to freeze, vacced up and stuff, had an afternoon nap, then he wanted fetching at 5.30pm as there was a sponsors dinner on at the club "it was full of drunken tossers" quote!
Tea: hotdogs for him, salad for moi........You've been framed and Big burp, off to the flicks, (with our own pop and sweets and we are really tight and don't have a lot of spare cash)...... saw "Notes on a scandal" i loved it, he thought it was a bag of wank...home for 9.45pm, bit of t.v, i watched the end of Nottinghill, up to bed and the boy was snoring away!!!??!
Sunday 4th
Awake at 8.20am.......too early! he was up and the cricket was on, struth!!!! i went back to kip as soon as he'd left to watch Deano in some amateur football 1/4 finals, bacon butties at lunchtime, then we went for a walk........called in at Choices (they didn't have Little Miss Sunshine, so didn't get a DVD), called at Tesco's for a Sunday paper, saw G&D so chatted a while, they were also without car, must have been the lovely sunny weather.......enticing everyone out for a Sunday stroll.
Trudged home and took joint out of the oven, Sunday lunch at 6pm, with all the trimmings (he loves it, meat, bread and mineral water are his 3 vices), could be worse.......drugs, porn and hard liquor???!!!
More sky sports, then up the stairs for Trial and Retribution..........ace!
Monday 5th
Still achy, didn't dare tell Andy i was knocking.......he'd have been jealous and would have probably done the same, losing a days pay, plus he needed to hand his paternity leave request letter in that i'd compiled for him........seemingly he has to have worked there 6 mths 15 weeks before the baby is due to be entitled, so he might have to use his hols if he wants a fortnight off when the big day arrives....boo!
Slept till 11am, up and did 2 wash loads, then called for Steven at 1pm, who was treating me to lunch (he's such a Billy big shot, make no wonder he's brassic) he insisted we went to TGI Fridays...what a shit hole, expensive and over rated, i had a club sandwich and chips, shared a combo starter with him, his fajita main along with a coke, 1 beer and a fiver (rockafella) tip.........brought our midday snack to £43!!!
Andy nearly fainted when i told him, am so glad me and him are tight together..........
Dragged bro to Morrisons, on the shopping list were:
A new mop, bananas, soap powder, bread, cat food and athlete's foot cream for sporty boyfriend (life can't get any more wild).
Steven joined in the spending, flinging toothbrushes and 5 cans of deodorant in the trolley.
At the check-out, threw the nice Asian cashier lady with my 50p off wisp coupon, gave her 2x £20 to pay for my £37 bill, she entered £50 and gave me £12 odd change...........hahhhhaaa, i was out of there like a true thief!
Had a quick brew and a cream cake at the bungalow and made it home for 4pm, to 3 v.cold, partially frozen moggys.........bless! (not used to playing out for 4 hours in this weather).
They all shot upstairs under the heater after tea and laid there till Andy came home at 5.30pm, the worker returned and did a quick change into shorts and other gym attire, John picked him up at 5.35pm, i made fish for tea, watched the very last Vicar of Dibley, i'd sky+ on new years day, he was home for 7.30pm, 1 1/2 hours to catch up on the days gossip, before bed at 9pm for the 2part of T&R........make no wonder the days fly.
I reckon if my life was a pie chart.........it would be split into equal portions of
Eating, weeing and shopping, followed by washing, cooking and working in the same measure, but sleep being top of the bill, 1st and foremost.
Tee hee, some things never change!!!
Our unborn child is now a right little bruiser, it can be seen kung fu fighting from the outside, with out having to place your hand there to feel it, if I'm reading the daily Star for example, the paper actually moves if it's resting on my tummy, while the child is either:
1. Small dancing
2. Dancing with one shoulder in the air like it's father.
Lack of blog is due to being absent from work, so I've a few days news (if you can call it that).........let me cast my mind back.
Monday 29th
Came to work, the rest is a pregnancy memory blackout.
Tuesday 30th
Ditto
Wednesday 31st
Bought a chain for the bath plug as i can't touch my toes anymore, it was the highlight of the day and i harped on about it all night, posted Ethan and Freya's bday cards and presents, also went to get my waxing done, opted for Nicola's for the sole reason there are no stairs to climb...my lash tint didn't take (she didn't leave it on long enough, because her tea was ready).
She's SO shit, home for 6.30pm, tea....washer on....another evening in front of the fire, early to bed to watch t.v.........blah blah!
Thursday 1st
M&S in the lunch hour, purchased loads of scrummy food, Dad a bday card and AP a Valentine's card......after tea, Andy went to the club for a talk from John Hendry (not a one to one, there were 50 other folk there), i had a nice evening....having a bit of me time, had a chicken bhuna and a garlic naan (oops), pottered, read shit mags, bed for Bonkers (wtf?), Benidorm and skins...he was home after his 2 Stella, snoring soon afterwards!!!
Friday 2nd
Rose early, i'd received a letter from the quacks saying to phone as they'd got my blood tests results back from the hospital (Andy was chomping at the bit, told him i'd be anaemic and there was nothing to worry about as this was quite normal), i was right, but took the day off anyway as i felt rubbish, bad nights sleep and all my arms and hands were hurting.
Andy was gutted when i climbed back in bed as i stunk of curry and he cleary wanted shut of me for the day then he could lay about scratching his nads...........hahhaaa!
He was off to the gym by 10am, i returned to slumber....fooked after putting 4 consecutive days in at work, he was back at 1pm (having lunched with his Mum) i was still laid there like a stranded beached whale.
He was brandishing an envelope with £350 in his folks had given us for baby stuff (ace, we have everything we need, lets buy more cake with it!!??), he brought me coffee, then tilted the mattress and tipped me on the floor to get me up (well, not really but he may as well have).
Luther had his cystitis back, rang the vets and ummed and ahh'd whether to take him (he said he felt much better), had a lovely day off........picked up prescription for iron tablets, called at pet shop (Luth some herbal medicine and bird seeds), did the "Friday big shop", 4 loads of washing, ligged around vegging in the warm.....Andy toddled off to Rotherham to watch the 2nd team rugga buggars, i went to the parents and shared a Chinese with Steven..had a good old chinwag, not seen him this year.
Home for 9pm, watched t.v till 11pm. Andy was home soon after reeking of ale and slurring that all my mates had been at the rugby........doh!!
Saturday 3rd
My arms and hands were still really hurting, couldn't close my fists.........boo! went swimming and felt like i'd been in a car crash when i got home, quick brekkie, NO WASHING to do! yippee!!!!
Dropped AP at the rugby, shot home and ligged around all day, made some sweet and sour chicken and a chilli to freeze, vacced up and stuff, had an afternoon nap, then he wanted fetching at 5.30pm as there was a sponsors dinner on at the club "it was full of drunken tossers" quote!
Tea: hotdogs for him, salad for moi........You've been framed and Big burp, off to the flicks, (with our own pop and sweets and we are really tight and don't have a lot of spare cash)...... saw "Notes on a scandal" i loved it, he thought it was a bag of wank...home for 9.45pm, bit of t.v, i watched the end of Nottinghill, up to bed and the boy was snoring away!!!??!
Sunday 4th
Awake at 8.20am.......too early! he was up and the cricket was on, struth!!!! i went back to kip as soon as he'd left to watch Deano in some amateur football 1/4 finals, bacon butties at lunchtime, then we went for a walk........called in at Choices (they didn't have Little Miss Sunshine, so didn't get a DVD), called at Tesco's for a Sunday paper, saw G&D so chatted a while, they were also without car, must have been the lovely sunny weather.......enticing everyone out for a Sunday stroll.
Trudged home and took joint out of the oven, Sunday lunch at 6pm, with all the trimmings (he loves it, meat, bread and mineral water are his 3 vices), could be worse.......drugs, porn and hard liquor???!!!
More sky sports, then up the stairs for Trial and Retribution..........ace!
Monday 5th
Still achy, didn't dare tell Andy i was knocking.......he'd have been jealous and would have probably done the same, losing a days pay, plus he needed to hand his paternity leave request letter in that i'd compiled for him........seemingly he has to have worked there 6 mths 15 weeks before the baby is due to be entitled, so he might have to use his hols if he wants a fortnight off when the big day arrives....boo!
Slept till 11am, up and did 2 wash loads, then called for Steven at 1pm, who was treating me to lunch (he's such a Billy big shot, make no wonder he's brassic) he insisted we went to TGI Fridays...what a shit hole, expensive and over rated, i had a club sandwich and chips, shared a combo starter with him, his fajita main along with a coke, 1 beer and a fiver (rockafella) tip.........brought our midday snack to £43!!!
Andy nearly fainted when i told him, am so glad me and him are tight together..........
Dragged bro to Morrisons, on the shopping list were:
A new mop, bananas, soap powder, bread, cat food and athlete's foot cream for sporty boyfriend (life can't get any more wild).
Steven joined in the spending, flinging toothbrushes and 5 cans of deodorant in the trolley.
At the check-out, threw the nice Asian cashier lady with my 50p off wisp coupon, gave her 2x £20 to pay for my £37 bill, she entered £50 and gave me £12 odd change...........hahhhhaaa, i was out of there like a true thief!
Had a quick brew and a cream cake at the bungalow and made it home for 4pm, to 3 v.cold, partially frozen moggys.........bless! (not used to playing out for 4 hours in this weather).
They all shot upstairs under the heater after tea and laid there till Andy came home at 5.30pm, the worker returned and did a quick change into shorts and other gym attire, John picked him up at 5.35pm, i made fish for tea, watched the very last Vicar of Dibley, i'd sky+ on new years day, he was home for 7.30pm, 1 1/2 hours to catch up on the days gossip, before bed at 9pm for the 2part of T&R........make no wonder the days fly.
I reckon if my life was a pie chart.........it would be split into equal portions of
Eating, weeing and shopping, followed by washing, cooking and working in the same measure, but sleep being top of the bill, 1st and foremost.
Tee hee, some things never change!!!
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