There's not much left to say.

Fri, 26 Dec 2008 18:53:15 GMT

i hope everyone had a lovely christmas and boxing day, and i'll be sure to update properly soon!

i've got pictures of kiara to upload from a few weeks ago, so you can look forward to that.

yes, a real update will follow soon. things haven't been brilliant, but they've been alright.

hope you're all well.

<3

good morning world!

Wed, 20 Aug 2008 07:33:37 GMT

Well, after a lot of time off for Lance, hes heading back to work today. he did go in the week after little miss lovely came along, then had a week off, then went back to work for a few days.. you get the idea. and all because he couldnt stand to be away from the Kiara and me, apparantly - i think it might have been something to do with the hours he spent in front of the xbox, but what do i know?

he has left his socks from last night right by this table apparantly. eurgh it looks as though it might be in the fruit bowl. someone needs to castrate this creature and quick before i do it myself with a rusty spoon.

Kiara gave us her first real smile last week, and i think i almost cried for a minute! she really is coming on in leaps and bounds and responding so well to our affection. shes doing really well cognitively, apparantly - shes interested in bright colours and smooth shapes, she's holding onto her toys and throwing them around, and shes responding to music perfectly. its hilarious to watch her jiggling her tootsies to the music she likes!

oh my, i dont know what to talk about. i could go on for a very long time about kiara, but i'm sure theres more i can talk about. i could talk about how i almost threw the man-boy out on his ass when i had one of my more harsh mood swings not too long ago, and all because he was stealing my time with the lovebag of baby. we soon got over it when he gave me my first taste of alcohol after almost ten months. oh boy, have i been waiting for that moment. definately worth it, i tell you.

THE PRAM IS BROKEN. this is what i get for buying something that looks a little bit decent. one of the larger wheels is a bit wobbly and i just know that if i take her out in it again its going to fall apart and ill not only have a broken useless pram but a crying baby and an angry mommy. so were going to go out with the baby sling, i think! much easier.

how sad is it that i have hardly moved out of my house in the past two months? well, if youre counting the time before, then.. a long time. but that doesnt count, k? what does count is that im slowly but surely losing the baby weight. 9lbs counts, you got that? i have lost 9lbs. i feel i could have lost more but i guess without going to extremes then its going to be a long journey i can feel it in my bones.

me and kiara are heading out to the shop now to buy some lovely nappies for her to stink up and some wipes for her to throw around the living room. have a nice shiny day!

Wed, 02 Jul 2008 18:15:16 GMT

as you may know if you read lance's journal, our lovely little lady was born at 11.48 (almost midnight!) on the 17th of June, at a healthy 7lbs 5 ounces. she was absolutely tiny, and the moment i held her, i knew that headbutting the nurse was worth it (sorry Lynne!). i'd start to feel quite crampy at about 9am that morning while making breakfast - i almost fell over! i called up lance because i had that 'feeling' that 'today is the day' and low and behold, it sure was. we went to the hospital later that evening and had to wait a while, but after a few hours of general sweatiness, screaming and headbutting people, not to mention that lance passed out, our lovely little girl came into the world. we've called her Kiara May, and she seems to like that. =]

the health visitor came a few days ago for the check over and so on, and was pleased with our progress in starting a routine, if that's what you can call it. i've been keeping busy and laura, the HV, said that we're definitely doing well as far as bonding is concerned. i do worry a lot, such as when she's sleeping for long periods of time or she won't feed for a while, but it's all normal. hey ho, away we go!

other than that, nothing much else! i've been too busy with Kiara to do anything else, although i have had a few hours to myself here and there as lance has been more than helpful. she is the most beautiful little girl in the world - she has brightest eyes i've ever seen, and a cute little squish nose. she really does light up my life.

i'm off to go and get dinner ready anyway. love to you all.

what a day!

Fri, 13 Jun 2008 08:13:56 GMT

today's my due date! how exciting is thattt? me and lance are ready now, with everything set to go and so on should bump decide it's time to throw itself out of my womb. fingers crossed bump comes soon, now that we've reached the big day. i'll been having a few twinges, but that's not just today, it's been the past few days, so it doesn't meant that today will definately be the day. hell, i doubt today, tomorrow or the next day will. bump feels pretty comfy in there.

me and lance have been doing okay. we had a little row last week and he stopped at his moms for the night, but i rang him early the next morning and apologised. frankly, it was my fault, but i'd snapped at him and then everything just got out of hand and things were said that shouldn't have been.. but we worked through it, and now we're even stronger for it. we're thinking about setting a date for the wedding after bump's born, which sounds good to me. lance mentioned something about going up to scotland for it, which sounds nice. we'll have to see!

i've been pottering about the house, painting the door to the kitchen, sun bathing and generally being very lazy, as per. i don't have much news really, except:

if the sun gets in your eyes, make sure you poke them to keep them closed.

thank lance for that little pearl of wisdom.

i could get used to this being lazy business.

there's a little soup on my fly, waiter.

Sun, 01 Jun 2008 19:47:15 GMT

bump's quiet, but i'm taking that as a good thing. not long now at all. it's making me all nervous, as i was on about in my last post!

i haven't got much time at the moment to write this, lance is running me a bath. i've been run off my feet since i last updated, as we discovered we'd left a bill or three unpaid thus we needed to get money together to pay it, and fast. otherwise? no electricity or gas for us. fun fun, and just what we need with a little person on the way!

not much else going on. everyone here is still crazy, lance's mom is trying her hardest to crawl up my ass, the kitten is physically attempting to claw her way into my ass, lance is an ass, and the lady standing in front of me in the newsagents had a MASSIVE ass.

so, lots of ass, then. completely unrelated: i was looking in the mirror today, and i have a giant ass. =[

i want to see superhero movie!

bye, kids!

good morning, afternoon, and good night!

Mon, 26 May 2008 21:35:14 GMT

well im almost at 37 weeks and as the days go by, it's unbelievable to think that in what could be a few days, i am going to be a parent. lance, the child i've had to take care of for the past 5 years, is going to be a dad. he's going to have to grow a backbone of his own and take care of someone other than himself. i'm going to have to stop being so selfish and unnecessarily cruel and put someone else before me. it's scary, but you know what? i wouldn't be doing it if i didn't feel that this little life inside me is all worth it. in just a few weeks we're going to have to choose and confirm bump's name, we're going to have a person's life in our hands, and we're going to be depended on for every minute of the next few years so completely that it's terrifying, but i wouldn't have it any other way. just having this little life growing inside has me has changed me a lot, as lance told me last night, and it makes me smile to think that just having a heart beat that isn't mine within me has made me a nicer person.. well, i only hope i can put that impression on this little bean that's soon to be my daughter or son.
having to have other people talking to me about my kid's behaviour when they sit on their cat or something, scratched knees, drawing on the walls, food on the floor, clothes left everywhere and constant nagging.. it's going to be like having two lances, and thankfully, i've learn to deal with one with no big hassle, so surely two can't be that hard? ;)

AHHHH

Mon, 19 May 2008 18:46:28 GMT

i don't know, i'm in an insane mood!

i bought a teddy today with the most adorable little flowers in its hand. it was just crying out to me to pick it up and bring it home. maybe i'll let bump have it, or maybe i'll keep it to myself.

me and lance are going to finalise our name choices for little bump tonight - about time too! we had a little episode the other night when i thought i was going into labour, but after 2 hours of worrying, turns out it was just a little scare. a LITTLE SCARE? i thought my child was going to turn up during sex! what a story for the kid.

anyway, i've got no time to be sitting around - i've got a shed to order! ttfn!

Wed, 14 May 2008 07:31:58 GMT

good morning my lovelies. today is going to be a good day because i've just decided it will. i'm going to finish the jigsaw that lance bought me on monday, and then i'm going to bask in the sunshine and maybe weed the garden a little if i can get down that far.

there really isn't much to tell you. i'm at home every day, with small trips to the shop sometimes for little things, and then it's back to doing hardly anything. this is the one thing i don't like about being pregnant and having a tendency towards stress related illness - it means i can't do ANYTHING. if you knew me irl, you'd know that this is my idea of hell (the not doing anything i mean, not the pregnancy). i've tried to get my friends round, but they're all busy at work or doing something more interesting than cheering up a fatty. goddamnit. but i guess it's okay because it gives me a lot of time to myself, so by the time i get round to going back to work, i'll be completely centred and focused, as long as bump isn't some kind of hell demon sent to kill us all as soon as he/she spawns from my uterus. ha, oh my, i'm too graphic sometimes.

i have no exciting news! lance is the one who saw the crazy old lady beating up the lamp post.. he's the one who's been tidying and gets to find all of the cool things we forgot we had.. he's the one who goes to work and gets a pay rise for having lots of energy and enthusiasm, then here i am, sat in front of a computer with only a day of food and laziness ahead of me. it's not good. it's definately not good if i want to get my pre-baby figure back after bump comes along.

anywaayyy. i'm sick of sitting around, i think i'm going to sneak some early morning cleaning in before anyone gets the chance to tell me not to. only the kitchen, you see, nothing too extensive. teehee!

ding ding!

Fri, 09 May 2008 08:43:08 GMT

What a busy week i've had. i've been trying to get as much done as i can before i get told off, which has been quite amusing. 34 weeks today! how exciting. little over a month now until i get to meet the little monkey who's been abusing my insides and treating me like some kind of outside-in bouncy castle. we're going to head out tomorrow to buy the last few things for my bag and the nursery, not to mention plenty of chocolate - i need chocolate.

there hasn't really been anything exciting happening this week. it has actually been incredibly boring. luke, one of my old friends, dropped round on wednesday and we just caught up and had a bit of a gossip about everyone we can remember and have seen around. he's a sweet guy, but he's a few squirrels short of chaos, bless him. today i'm just going to be hobbling around like a fatty, eating and watching television, tidying whenever i see something out place - although, while saying that, lance has actually managed to maintain some standard of cleanliness around here, and on a scale of 1 - 10, i'd have to give him a 7. it's pretty impressive.

his mom gave us a ring to ask if she could take me shopping, but i told her i was busy. i am not going anywhere with that woman. knowing her, she'd try to buy my soul or something as soon as we were out of view of the house. terrible, isn't it? yes. she's like a giant marshmallow man (she's not really a woman.. no woman could be that insane in such a not-funny way) that just wants to devour everything in it's path.

well, i'm going to get myself some breakfast! i haven't eaten yet and bump doesn't approve. au revoir!

i'm going INSANEEEE

Sun, 04 May 2008 17:37:51 GMT

bump has decided recently that sleep isn't something i should have. i've had to get up so many times in the past few nights that i'm actually thinking about stapling my eye lids shut in an attempt to get SOME kind of rest.

blahhhh. i'm not in the mood to update, but it's been a while, so that's what i'm going to do. not too much, but enough to count as an update.

lance is getting better at doing things for himself. before now i'd very much become his mother (god help us all), having to tell him what to do and how to do it. but, this weekend, he's proven that he does have a brain in that head of his by cooking, tidying, cleaning and generally being a bit more helpful.

the kitty is horny as hell and i'm going to beat her with a stick.

standing in the shower this morning i was trying to see my feet, which is quite a task in itself, and i was surprised at how much i seem to have turned into an ogre. haha. seriously, they're so swollen it's rediculous. it's a good job i don't have to go out - i'd rather keep my shrek-ness quiet.

here comes the sun.

Fri, 02 May 2008 08:39:12 GMT

ah, it's friday morning and i'm out of bed, i've showered, i've had my breakfast AND i don't feel like ripping someone's head off and feeding it to the cat. it must be a good day.
33 weeks today! not long to go at all. i'm getting very excited. i think i'll have my own little party full of excitement today, and i'll eat lots of cake, drink some tea, eat some cake, paint the cat, eat some cake and hang my pants out of the window. oh, yes, and i'll eat some cake. or maybe i won't. i don't know, i don't look like i've gained much weight (apart from, obviously, a baby in my belly), but i know that if i carry on eating like i've got nothing better to do then i'm going to end up as a fattie. truth is, i do have nothing better to do. i can hardly walk, my back and legs hurt like hell, i can't get up the stairs properly, and i'm not allowed to do any REAL housework. goddamnit. i've taken to obsessively brushing the cat.
..

i've mentioned the cat far too much. you see what i mean? it's taking over my life. i'm going to turn into one of those crazy cat ladies who has one eye bigger than the other and a snaggle tooth. my dresses will smell of cat pee (and my own, of course), and they'll be stained where i dropped my food down myself 3 days previously and forgot to get the cat to lick it off.
i think i'm officially insane.

things have been getting better with lance making more of an effort generally to take over my chores and understand that i can't do half the things i used to. i sure as hell can't do as much in the bedroom as i used to, but again, someone keeps forgetting that. goddamnit, next time he's sleeping, i'm going to sit on him. see how he likes THAT. (not in the sexy way - i'm just going to use him as a sofa.) but yes, he has tried, and yes, i've tried to calm down too. it's good, but i'm still using this as an opportunity to get away before bump comes into the world. i'm going to my mothers next wednesday - i'm just asking for another person to take advantage of my eagerness to do something, really. she's a lazy fucker, and no doubt i'll be tidying the house and so on. i'd rather do it than she did though - her idea of cleaning the stove is moving the pan that threatens to tip the pile.

i'm going to make some cak-i mean, brush the cat- i mean, relax, like the doctor told me to.. ¬¬

grrr!

Tue, 29 Apr 2008 20:47:36 GMT

im going to hit him, i am. i've had to get on here and listen to music to calm down.
if that man tries to tell me that he didn't leave the washing out when it was raining, that it wasn't him who put the hob on and left it, thus setting fire to the newspaper on the table on the side.. if he doesn't admit that it was him that left the front door open and let the cat out, and that he broke the wardrobe, not to forget that it was him who left the wet cloth on the floor and made me slip over..
well, i'm going to tell him it wasn't me who took a sledge hammer to his xbox.
calm, cara, calm.
don't hit him... yet.

Sat, 26 Apr 2008 18:07:31 GMT

does anybody have any good methods of removing male genetalia? and if you're reading this mister lance, i'm not on about you, i mean, the, uh, postman, you see. not you at all, no sir.

*cough*

we had a row last night over cooking, which then turned into an argument about who does what and so on, then we get onto the annoying things about each other and soon enough he was telling me that he sometimes thought about his ex and that kind of wound me up a little. i didn't hurt him because my knuckles are already sore, but boy did he come closs to getting his ass kicked. if only i could lift my leg high enough, le sigh. he's promised to make it up to me and i'm okay with that, and i guess i'm going to try as well seeing as i made some pretty harsh comments about, well, everything about him. we're as bad as one another most of the time, so i can't really blame him, but he just seems to forget what's going on and the fact that i'm pregnant and so my urge to snap at him is a hundred times more than usual.

talking about being pregnant, friday was the mark of the beginning of my 32nd week. how fantastic is that? not long now at all! i'm so very excited. i really need to think of definate names for either way. we're both so very indecisive it's rediculous. his bloody mother tried to stick her oar in and told us to name Bump Mathilda if its a girl or Ronald if its a boy. why, you ask? because that was HER parents names. so of course, we should call them that! that makes great sense. i don't like either name and nor does lance, so i think they're ruled out. something a little more pretty, either way. also, a bit less like a fast food symbol if i'm having a boy. stupid woman and her stupid ideas.

calm, breath. she's okay, she's becoming normal. breath.

anyways, i'm going to go and cuddle up with the kitty cat because she seems to be crying for my attention. au revoir, everybody!

the mother in law from hell is back. RUN FOR THE HILLS!

Sat, 19 Apr 2008 08:58:12 GMT

I positively almost DIED on Thursday. it was actually one of those moments when you have to kick yourself because you might still be dreaming. i was in the kitchen doing what you do in the kitchen - washing up, putting things away, the norm. lar de dar. i may even have been humming, who knows?! so i turn around to head into the living room, and who's standing in the fricking doorway?

LANCE'S MOTHER.

her hair was a mess (it was windy outside, maybe that's why), she looked like she wanted to eat me, and she was holding a moses basket full of children's toys, clothes and various other things. she thrust them at me and i just kind of pointed to my bump to show her i was in no fit state to be carrying that. i actually thought i was dreaming for a few minutes, until she opened her mouth and just went 'uhsry'. i actually didn't understand at first, so i just kind of frowned a little, which made her say 'i'm sorry' a bit more clearly. seriously, where did this come from? why? i called lance to let him know his dear mother was in our living room with a big load of baby stuff, but he couldn't get away as he's already used most of his leave and he's saving the rest for when the kiddo comes out or if we have any problems with the Bump before then. i couldn't shout at hime for having sense, so i sucked in my anger and just kind of sat on the sofa in the living room while crazy lady stood in the middle of the doorway into the kitchen with a very demented look in her eye. it was like something out of a crazy horror film, if she wasn't about as tame as my foot and carrying baby clothes instead of a machine gun. i got her to sit down eventually and talked to her, asked her why she did and said the things she did, and she just kind of told me she didn't know but she was very sorry. i never thought i would see the day when the bitchinator would apologise! seriously. i held back from hitting her when she got on her high horse about knowing more about kids than me, instead i just told her that i would learn when bump did come along. she asked me if she could see him/her when they come out, and i told her that if she tried a little harder not to be so critical and bitchy (not quite the word i used, though), then she would be allowed to see the kiddo. so, after all that, she went away with a less demented look in her eye and a smile on her face.

yesterday was okay. i just went down to the little craft shop a few streets away and got some more paint and canvasses. i've been painting some pretty odd things, but not in a scary odd way, more of a 'where did that pink blob come from?' kind of way. fantastic! and today we're going to go out and spend lance's lovely money. hurrah!

i am going to kill the cat. she's found the nappy hanger and has decided its her new spot to sleep in. if that wasn't bad enough, she's taken to clawing nappies apart. i haven't even got the kiddo, and the nappy stock is dipleating! not so much fun. i'm going to have to clean the whole thing out now, daft cat.

Wed, 16 Apr 2008 07:54:50 GMT

well, i've been given my orders. after a quick visit to the doctors yesterday because i was getting incredibly painful headaches, he told me that for the love of all that is loveable i must at least half the amount of work i'm doing around the house each day. it's making my stress increase triplefold and if i don't want to lose Bump, then it's got to stop. well, that was enough to stop everything in its tracks. i haven't been feeling overly stressed, but apparantly my body takes a lot harder than my mind does. so, as of monday, i have been doing minimum work with minimum journeys up and down the stairs, and minimum jobs that don't include anything other than simply moving the hoover or a dusting rag. i feel bloody useless! he told me i can't stop altogether because i'm the kind of person who gets stressed from not being challenged - either way, i'm going to get a little stressed, but it's better for Bump if i'm getting stressed from doing less, not more. as far as Bump's concerned, there's good news all round. healthy and developing at a spot-on rate, everything's looking fine for the time. that at least put my mind to rest for the time being, i just need to CALM. DOWN.

lance has actually been quite helpful since we went to the doctors, and he's actually starting to prove his worth, haha. i've had breakfast in bed the past two mornings (even if it was 6.30am both times), i've been getting massages, i've had my magazines and so on bought to me as he comes from work, and he's even been cleaning the bathroom and bedrooms for me. good boy. ;) one day i'll have him sitting on command, too.

nothing new to report. we're going to have lance's little brother over tonight to watch whatever it is lance bought home with him from work last night. he knows a 'dodgy' guy with 'dodgy' dvds, so it could be anything. not porn, of course. i'd have to draw the line there, inviting his younger brother to come watch such stuff. i'll obviously be sitting on the sofa reading or something while they alienate themselves from reality. fun all round. i really need to invite laine round or something, maybe bake something. that sounds really girly, but i swear, i'm just craving chocolate concrete. yummy.

diddly dee, it's a slave's life for me.

Sun, 13 Apr 2008 16:37:12 GMT

Lance's friend Rich came round last night and we had a good time, i guess. he bought beer which made me a little insane because i would have liked to have had some, and lance had said he wouldn't drink very often if at all while i was pregnant, so as to be fair, but he must have drank his own body weight plus mine in beer last night. idiot man. he also tried to cook a saucepan instead of the popcorn which i of course had to clean up, but that's how it goes i suppose.

the cat is currently clawing her way up my leg as i write this. i'm going to eat her. i'm sure she'd go well with a bit of mint sauce and a bit of potato.. haha. maybe i wouldn't go that far, but i am going to smack her. my legs hurt already, i don't need a small cat adding to the pain. by small i mean age-wise, she's getting bloody huge weight-wise. i blame lance for feeding her so many scraps.

the nursery's almost finished! i'm quite happy, actually. i've been in there tidying and hanging curtains this weekend, and generally moving things around a few times to get everything looking nice and putting stuff in handy places so that i don't have to go routing through cupboards looking for cream or something. forward planning wins this time, my friend. or, so we'll see.

bump's really been giving me the worst nights these past few nights. i can hardly sleep. i'm tired all of the time and so spend the next day feeling and looking like i fell off a lorry, thus i just do things without thinking about them, or i forget to do little things like brush my hair or eat breakfast, little things like that. rich must have thought i was a right little tramp bag last night, walking around in pajamas with my hair in an almighty ponytail that could challenge a homeless person's beard. apparantly though, lance still finds this attractive, as i have to hit him on occasion to remind him i'm not exactly the most active and energetic person in the world as it is.

anyway, i'll stop moaning and just be grateful that bump's okay and will be out in 9 or 10 weeks. i can't wait! it seems as if the past 30 weeks have just flown on by, if you exclude the fact i've had nothing to do. actually, i've taken up a bit of painting for now, but don't have much time to do a lot seeing as i have to do a lot of the housework. oh, and then i have to go and get things from the shop that dumbass forget when i asked him to go.

ok. end of rant. i'll stop now.

hi ho, hi ho, it's off to work lance goes.

Fri, 11 Apr 2008 08:14:16 GMT

another day of house work. what brilliant fun! i got a lie in this morning, which was nice, because lance didn't have to be in until half 9, so he only went out at half 8. lovely lovely lie in. i don't know what to do with myself.

nothing much has happened this week, really. lance is great at being ignorant, though. the other night when we were shopping, he kept walking past me and carrying on while i was asking him to get things for me. he almost got elbowed in the ribs like the old ladies, but i held back. it's just really annoying when you say something normally, then you try to keep that tone of voice so that you don't shout and embarass yourself, but he doesn't listen so you just end up shouting anyway. it really frustrates me because he's getting really good at it - like last night. i was in the kitchen making dinner and he was sat on the floor watching television. i was asking him what he wanted on his potatoes, but he just kept watching the television. there is no way in hell he didn't hear me because the rooms are right fluffing next to each other and the telly wasn't THAT loud. he makes me angry. in the end, he just got baked potatoes. not even any butter. oh yes, that is vengeance my friends.

30 weeks today! i'm definately feeling it now. i can still get up and down the stairs to vacuum, but asking me to clean under the beds is not going to happen. nor is lance's command this morning, whereby he told me i should clean the bathroom for when the landlord comes round tomorrow. the guy is having a fucking laugh - he can do it tonight. i wasn't expecting to feel half as tired as i am doing, but i'm hardly getting any sleep, which isn't helping my pissy moods, i suppose. it's all part of why i'm getting thoroughly annoyed with everyone and everything. it's not lance's fault he's a moron.

if my belly can be this big right now, am i EVER going to be able to return some at least human kind of size? jeesus. i think i'm having an elephant. an elephant who hates my insides.

Meh!

Sun, 06 Apr 2008 19:08:54 GMT

So the man can't put together a simple changing unit. He stuck it all together and them bam, it fell apart. it took him another four or five hours to actually get it right, and by this time it was about 2am in the morning and he came in waving a goddamn hex key in my face telling me he'd done it, and should be put the nappies in the tidy, and where does this go, blah blah. i almost hit him, but i just let it go and went back to sleep. no nice cooked breakfast for him the next morning though - he woke me up, for god's sake!

i'm in a very weird mood recently. i've been snappy and unfair, but lance can deal with it. i don't think the old woman i elbowed in the ribs can, though. she was dancing about in front of me (not literally!) and moaning about how she couldn't reach something. i tried to reach for her and she didn't even say thank you, instead rushing ahead telling me what else she needed like i was her personal shopper. i just managed to get a couple of elbows in her on the odd occasion, which helped me get my revenge. stupid old people. i've stuffed my face full of chocolate and sweetened fruit this week, because god knows i've needed it. i've been feeling vile and it's pretty hard having nothing to do when i'm used to being busy busy busy. someone give me some ideas of what to do with my copious amount of time.

Tue, 01 Apr 2008 16:55:19 GMT

that man is getting on my nerves. if i hear him bitch about how he has it hard when he gets home from work once more, i will actually beat him down and use his face as a dish cloth. i'm not usually this violent, but the past few days i've just had this angry streak going on. growl! it's doing wonders in the bedroom though, haha. how fantastic.

i'm not going back to work until after Bump's born, at which point i'm going to get a new job anyway. so, i've left the shop. nobody there knows yet, i'm going to have to ring in and tell them. they won't mind - they love me! they bought me a little hamper full of biscuits and muffins yesterday, which i thought was terribly adorable.

happy birthday, Stacey! i hope you've had a great day!

well well. the moron that calls herself the grandmother of Bump tried to call the other day, but Lance was well behaved and just put the phone down. i was quite proud, but it didn't stop me wanting to kill her.

has a little meeting with the doctor this morning. she said my insomnia's quite common, but to take it easy and make sure i'm okay to do things before i actually get up and do them instead of finding halfway through that i'm in a lot of pain.

in other news, my boobs are HUGE.

that is all.

Wed, 26 Mar 2008 18:24:37 GMT

i actually got up and did things today! having spent much of Easter lying on the sofa and being treated like a princess, i actually got up, hoovered, cleaned the kitchen, did all of the cleaning and polishing and organising upstairs, painted the bannister on the stairs and started putting undercoat on the front door. it's getting a bit harder what with carrying a four hundred thousand stone child in my uterus. or so it feels.

i can't find my little book of dates, so i have no idea when i need to go to the doctors. i know it's next week some time, but i had written down the date because i knew i wouldn't remember it so i didn't even try. so, tomorrow i'm going to dig up the house and try to find it.

i cooked a brilliant meal last night, up until lance put too many bloody chillis in the darn thing. and the stupid boy didn't take the bread out of the oven! he is awful. we had laine and gary round, we got drew to come, and lance's friends from work - dave, mark and laura - joined us for a while. dave was funny with me all night when usually he's quite the happy fellow. turns out he thought i was getting obese. hello, pregnant? do you think i can get a belly like this with just a little help from cake? it takes a bit more than that. fool. everyone else was full of comments about how the pregnancy was going, and obviously he missed those completely. someone has issues.

well, i'm going to have to go and make this boy by my feet some dinner. he's looking at me as though i haven't fed him in a week, even though i gave him a great breakfast this morning. when will men learn to be grateful?

and then i ate her face.

Wed, 19 Mar 2008 08:19:59 GMT

i've had the worst week in the world. i'm not quite sure i want to go into all the stupid little details, but can go and look at lance's journal if you want to know what happened. his username is Belakor.

to sum it up in a few words, lance's mother wanted me to get an abortion or she was going to 'sort it out' herself. i didn't know what the hell that meant, so i called lance and told him to get home. for a while we just stood there shouting at each other until she got quite intimidating. i broke down a little, lance got back, threw her out and told her to 'never fucking bother us again' followed by various 'or else's. i started feeling pretty shitty after this and couldn't actually walk, so i went to the doctors - yeah. that was an awkward bus ride. i looked like i'd forgotten my wheelchair. if only i had one. that would have been better than having my legs fumbling around underneath me as if they didn't know they were attached to my body. the doctor basically told me that if i didn't just lie down i was going to fall down and possibly hurt Bump. this kind of forced me spend the last few days in bed, so that's what i've done. i feel pretty shitty, but i know i have to get better for Bump. i couldn't have any kind of medication so it's up to my herbal stuff to get me feeling better. that and my own will and determination, and the lovely things lance's been doing for me. i'm seriously going to put on 50 stone if i keep eating this much chocolate.

a big fat congratulations to the newly non-preggers Stacey and the newly non-hiding-in-the-womb Ellie! don't forget those pictures! me and lance are glad you both came out of it well and happy and that everything went smoothly. it's a great thing to hear. =]

stolen from emmy

Tue, 11 Mar 2008 19:13:25 GMT

i thought i'd post this because it's a good way to get to know you strange people on my friends list.

ok, what you need to do is one post one (or more, it's up to you) confession(s) about your past. it can be anything. all comments will be screened, so nobody'll know what you've said - only me.

go on, have a go!

damn lance, he's gone up to have a shower and turned the heating off on the way. growl!

ouchies.

Sun, 09 Mar 2008 19:52:28 GMT

does anyone know of any pregnancy-safe heartburn relief? the past night or two i've had terrible heartburn, but luckily i was reading about this and know it's quite common. but yeah, i need some kind of relief, raising my head/neck isn't working as well as i'd hoped.

we had a great weekend. lots of cooking, some spending of money, and lots of relaxing. it was brilliant. we were talking about getting a dog and bump was quite happy with this - i guessed from the amount of movement.

i'm so tired. i don't know why - i got plenty of sleep last night. lance even gave me a massage before bed. it was pretty good, lol.

i don't think i have the energy to complete this. i'm just going to go and lie down a while. sorry about the short update, but you know how it is. =]

Fri, 07 Mar 2008 11:45:29 GMT

1. name:
2. birthday:
3. place of residence:
4. what makes you happy:
5. what are you listening to now/have listened to last:
6. do you read my lj:
7. if you do, what is particularly good/bad about it:
8. an interesting fact about you:
9. are you in love/have a crush at the moment:
10. favourite place to be:.
11. favourite lyric:
12. best time of the year:
13. tell me something you've never told me before:

PLUS
1. one thing you like about me:
2. two things you like about yourself:
3. put this in your lj so I can tell you what I think of you.
4. post a picture you (if possible):

i'm excited, and it's not even my kid!

Wed, 05 Mar 2008 19:11:53 GMT

i just want to take this opportunity to wish Stacey aka yummymummy88 a whole big bunch of luck for the birth of her baby girl Elliana on Friday. i'm sure everything will be absolutely fine, and i just know you're little kid's gonna have a fantastic future ahead of her. remember, we want pictures! not of the birth, that might get a bit icky, but afterwards - yeah! lol. me and lance wish you all the very best and hope she's healthy and happy.

today's been okay. i phoned into edith and she said i'd be okay to come in for a short while next week as long as i promised not to overdo myself. ha, 'cos that's possible. but indeed, i'm going to head in for a short while and have some fun with tagging and putting blocks on hangers. not to mention that steamer - oh boy, am i in for some fun! i think i'm going to have to start hunting for a decent job once Bump's born and happy. i did a bit of office work before Bump came along, so i might look into that. who knows, maybe i can go pester lance all day in his office? i'm pretty handy with a stapler.