So, had 20 week scan today. Baby appears to be healthy which is great. I guess you never know for sure until they arrive, but at least nothing untoward was spotted. Was relieved, as having turned down the screening tests for Downs etc (because I'd keep Baby, no matter what and didn't see the point of getting panicky over the tests) I was inevitably a bit nervous that the scan would pick something up and without blood tests to consult, it might have a been a bit of a worry. Anyway, nothing like that happened, thank God.
Remarkable thing though - hospital has changed it's policy on telling parents the gender of Baby. This put us on the spot momentarily. We both knew that we want to know this time round, but having assumed hospital wouldn't tell, we were planning a private scan in the Easter hols. Anyway, suddenly the info was here....if we dared take it!!!
They stress that scans are not 100% accurate anyway.
So we said, 'Yes, please tell us'. So now we know........
Will I reveal the answer in the blog? More than likely yes, but have a few close friends and family I really should tell first before announcing it to Blogland.
So tune in at a later date to find out more....!!
Friday, 27 February 2009
Wednesday, 25 February 2009
What's in a name?
With yet another week gone by in which I have done absolutely no exercise, it has struck me that people will have a view of me, due to my username, which isn't strictly accurate.
So, let me explain.....
Around Easter 2007 I took up running in an effort to be able to eat as much chocolate as I wanted without any c0nsequences to my waistline. The once-a-week jog quickly became something a little more frequent and before long I was going out 3 times a week. Not running marathons, of course - 20 minutes seemed enough effort!
Then with a need to have a goal, I signed up for a Race for Life which was great and boosted my motivation levels.
A 10k in aid of Cancer Research that October and then I was starting to think big!!
I had a great plan that during 2008 I would run 2 half-marathons - one in Nottingham in September and another in London in October. I signed up and paid for both races (yes, it's amazing - people actually pay to put themselves through that kind of thing!)
I managed to increase my training bit by bit, joined a running club so I could run with a group once a week to help get me out of the house when the sofa and telly seemed too tempting and although it was never going to be easy, I was fairly sure I could manage it. Needing a username for something at the time - a running route website I think - I named myself 'halfmarathongirl'.
Anyway, about 2 weeks before the Nottingham race - disaster! An injury to my foot - plantar fasciitis (not sure how you spell it.) This meant that walking was painful, never mind running, and the recovery period of about 8 weeks ruled me out of both races.
I had just got back into the running when I discovered I was pregnant and suddenly my motivation was gone.
But the username lives on, as a reminder to myself that I have a goal yet to be completed, and I'm already starting to look forward to running after the baby is born to shift the baby weight.
Luckily Lent started today and I have decided to give up chocolate (again....this is what I do every year, apart from the one in which I was already on such a strict diet that I had nothing left to give up, so gave up Coronation Street instead!). Oh yes, the running may have stopped but the chocolate eating was progressing extremely well so it's time to call a halt.
Could do with some chocolate now but will be strong. Children have decided to give up playing with their DS and still carry on eating chocolate. Don't think there was ever any hope of my finding solidarity in the family on this one!!
So, let me explain.....
Around Easter 2007 I took up running in an effort to be able to eat as much chocolate as I wanted without any c0nsequences to my waistline. The once-a-week jog quickly became something a little more frequent and before long I was going out 3 times a week. Not running marathons, of course - 20 minutes seemed enough effort!
Then with a need to have a goal, I signed up for a Race for Life which was great and boosted my motivation levels.
A 10k in aid of Cancer Research that October and then I was starting to think big!!
I had a great plan that during 2008 I would run 2 half-marathons - one in Nottingham in September and another in London in October. I signed up and paid for both races (yes, it's amazing - people actually pay to put themselves through that kind of thing!)
I managed to increase my training bit by bit, joined a running club so I could run with a group once a week to help get me out of the house when the sofa and telly seemed too tempting and although it was never going to be easy, I was fairly sure I could manage it. Needing a username for something at the time - a running route website I think - I named myself 'halfmarathongirl'.
Anyway, about 2 weeks before the Nottingham race - disaster! An injury to my foot - plantar fasciitis (not sure how you spell it.) This meant that walking was painful, never mind running, and the recovery period of about 8 weeks ruled me out of both races.
I had just got back into the running when I discovered I was pregnant and suddenly my motivation was gone.
But the username lives on, as a reminder to myself that I have a goal yet to be completed, and I'm already starting to look forward to running after the baby is born to shift the baby weight.
Luckily Lent started today and I have decided to give up chocolate (again....this is what I do every year, apart from the one in which I was already on such a strict diet that I had nothing left to give up, so gave up Coronation Street instead!). Oh yes, the running may have stopped but the chocolate eating was progressing extremely well so it's time to call a halt.
Could do with some chocolate now but will be strong. Children have decided to give up playing with their DS and still carry on eating chocolate. Don't think there was ever any hope of my finding solidarity in the family on this one!!
Saturday, 21 February 2009
Mud, glorious mud!
8 year old loves football - watching it, playing it and talking about it. In this, he is very much like Husband (though Husband no longer plays).
6 year old shares my views on matter:
'It's just not important, Mummy.' Quite.
Anyway, 8 year old spent two happy hours playing footie with cubs and scouts today. Trail of mud in house as it was caked on his legs and socks. I have dealt with bath and washing machine is currently dealing with kit. I haven't gone near his boots though. Am hoping Husband's love of football will see him clear to tackle the boot cleaning duties!
Having said that, Husband currently cooking fab-smelling curry from scratch. Don't think I'm in a position to complain if he doesn't get to the boots today. Me? I've managed to clean the bath as my sole contribution to housework etc today.
Have also bought a couple of pairs of maternity jeans as the normal ones I'm wearing are trying to cut me in half. About time I gave in to the forgiving nature of elastic waistbands!!
6 year old shares my views on matter:
'It's just not important, Mummy.' Quite.
Anyway, 8 year old spent two happy hours playing footie with cubs and scouts today. Trail of mud in house as it was caked on his legs and socks. I have dealt with bath and washing machine is currently dealing with kit. I haven't gone near his boots though. Am hoping Husband's love of football will see him clear to tackle the boot cleaning duties!
Having said that, Husband currently cooking fab-smelling curry from scratch. Don't think I'm in a position to complain if he doesn't get to the boots today. Me? I've managed to clean the bath as my sole contribution to housework etc today.
Have also bought a couple of pairs of maternity jeans as the normal ones I'm wearing are trying to cut me in half. About time I gave in to the forgiving nature of elastic waistbands!!
Wednesday, 18 February 2009
Tea - best drink of the day?
Just a quick post tonight as have spent ages reading other blogs and totally forgot to get round to writing my own.
Good day at work involving 3 meetings, each taking place in the canteen for some reason. Upside was drank lots of tea; downside was this meant I was in the canteen without a coat when the fire alarm went off and we were evacuated outside - cold and desperately needing the loo.
That will teach me!
Good day at work involving 3 meetings, each taking place in the canteen for some reason. Upside was drank lots of tea; downside was this meant I was in the canteen without a coat when the fire alarm went off and we were evacuated outside - cold and desperately needing the loo.
That will teach me!
Tuesday, 17 February 2009
The secret's out!!
So, I'm back. Haven't been anywhere but was finding it tricky to get an opportunity to write given that Husband still didn't know about the blog and has habit of appearing behind me when I'm on the computer to find out what I'm up to. Not in a controlling way, but in a 'Wow - I didn't know you could do that' kind of way. This is because his internet use is restricited to checking the best price on domestic appliances on the Which? website.
Anyway, I was reading some other blogs just now and he appeared. Blogging is so alien that he seems genuinely interested in what it's all about, so I showed him a blog and showed how I could post a comment. Clicking on someone else's username took me to their profile, which prompted the question, 'Do you have a profile?'. Yes, I replied and took him to my pages.
Think he's surpirsed that people write about such ordinary stuff but at least the secret's out and I'm free to blog without worry.
The first two days of half-term have been lovely - no packed lunches to make and no real time pressures at all. Back to work for Wedneday and Thursday and then off again Friday. Boys have time with husband plus a playdate at a friend's and a trip to cinema with Grandma to look forward to.
Dutiful trip to dentist today. Apparently I have two extra bits of bone in my mouth that no one has mentioned for the last 37 years!! Also 6 year old has a 'tooth structure' growing behind his top two teeth. Not an actual tooth but a 'tooth structure' which is in effect an extra tooth-thing. Felt a bit silly when the dentist mentioned it as I haven't noticed at all, 6 year old hasn't said anything and yet it must have been there for ages. May explain his reluctance to eat apples properly, though one would think an extra tooth would make it easier!!!
Anyway, I was reading some other blogs just now and he appeared. Blogging is so alien that he seems genuinely interested in what it's all about, so I showed him a blog and showed how I could post a comment. Clicking on someone else's username took me to their profile, which prompted the question, 'Do you have a profile?'. Yes, I replied and took him to my pages.
Think he's surpirsed that people write about such ordinary stuff but at least the secret's out and I'm free to blog without worry.
The first two days of half-term have been lovely - no packed lunches to make and no real time pressures at all. Back to work for Wedneday and Thursday and then off again Friday. Boys have time with husband plus a playdate at a friend's and a trip to cinema with Grandma to look forward to.
Dutiful trip to dentist today. Apparently I have two extra bits of bone in my mouth that no one has mentioned for the last 37 years!! Also 6 year old has a 'tooth structure' growing behind his top two teeth. Not an actual tooth but a 'tooth structure' which is in effect an extra tooth-thing. Felt a bit silly when the dentist mentioned it as I haven't noticed at all, 6 year old hasn't said anything and yet it must have been there for ages. May explain his reluctance to eat apples properly, though one would think an extra tooth would make it easier!!!
Tuesday, 10 February 2009
The best laid plans......
As I write this I should in fact be at my running club. Not running, you understand, but dropping in for a diet coke and a chat with the runners. They're a great bunch of people and to be honest I've dropped off the face of the earth and reckon I should put in an appearance to explain where I've gone.
Of course better people than me run right through their pregnancies but if my only motivation is not to put on weight - and let's face it, that's not a battle I can win in my current state - then I haven't the will power to don tracksuit and trainers and brave the elements.
As it happens, was totally disorganised getting children ready for bed, then took ages washing up, so now it feels a bit too late to go out (and I've been wearing pyjamas since about 6pm so one wonders how much I actually wanted to go out in the first place!). Oh well, there's always next week.
Went for an ante-natal checkup at the GP surgery today. Thank goodness he didn't want to weigh me!!
Heard baby's heartbeat for the first time which was lovely. There's an Old Wives' Tale (I love those!!) which says that if the heart rate is under 140 it's a boy and over 140 it's a girl. It was 132, so it looks like we could be heading for boy Number 3. Of course, it could be a load of rubbish, but time will tell.....!!
Of course better people than me run right through their pregnancies but if my only motivation is not to put on weight - and let's face it, that's not a battle I can win in my current state - then I haven't the will power to don tracksuit and trainers and brave the elements.
As it happens, was totally disorganised getting children ready for bed, then took ages washing up, so now it feels a bit too late to go out (and I've been wearing pyjamas since about 6pm so one wonders how much I actually wanted to go out in the first place!). Oh well, there's always next week.
Went for an ante-natal checkup at the GP surgery today. Thank goodness he didn't want to weigh me!!
Heard baby's heartbeat for the first time which was lovely. There's an Old Wives' Tale (I love those!!) which says that if the heart rate is under 140 it's a boy and over 140 it's a girl. It was 132, so it looks like we could be heading for boy Number 3. Of course, it could be a load of rubbish, but time will tell.....!!
Monday, 9 February 2009
Mother - know thy place......
My boys have developed a lovely habit of when saying 'Goodbye' to me, always saying, 'I love you Mummy. You're the best Mummy in the world!'
This morning however, my 6 year old added a bit....
'You're the best Mummy in the world....so far.'
I explained that I will be the only Mummy he's going to have, to which he replied with only the logic and honesty a child can muster,
'Yes, but there are other Mummies in the world and I haven't met them all yet so, you're the best Mummy in the world so far.'
There was pretty much nothing I could say to that!!
This morning however, my 6 year old added a bit....
'You're the best Mummy in the world....so far.'
I explained that I will be the only Mummy he's going to have, to which he replied with only the logic and honesty a child can muster,
'Yes, but there are other Mummies in the world and I haven't met them all yet so, you're the best Mummy in the world so far.'
There was pretty much nothing I could say to that!!
Sunday, 8 February 2009
Secrets........
So, just a quick post tonight I think. Husband is asleep and as yet knows nothing about the blog. In fact haven't told anyone and not sure that I will.
Have been trying to work out why I'm not keen to say anything and reckon perhaps it's something I'll feel more comfortable with sharing once I've been writing for a while.
This is only like writing a diary, so can't do any harm and given it has some novelty value through being on computer, there's a chance I'll actually stick to this for longer than my diary commitments in past years. Most years in my teens and early 20s would see a detailed chronicle of the first week or so in January, then a few quick highlights of the rest of the month with perhaps the odd entry for February generally charting weight loss or gain (Bridget Jones eat your heart out!!)
Anyway, Husband generally concerned about anything internet -related. I described blogging to him yesterday as a general concept and he was relieved to hear that people have 'usernames' and I'm not broadcasting my actual details to the world and his wife. I think if my reading blogs is a worry, then it's a bit early to reveal I'm writing one too!
So that's it for now. School bags and football kits to sort out, dishwasher to empty and then off to sleep ready for busy day at work tomorrow and perhaps in the evening another post from the 'Secret Diary of an HR Consultant aged 37 1/4'.
Have been trying to work out why I'm not keen to say anything and reckon perhaps it's something I'll feel more comfortable with sharing once I've been writing for a while.
This is only like writing a diary, so can't do any harm and given it has some novelty value through being on computer, there's a chance I'll actually stick to this for longer than my diary commitments in past years. Most years in my teens and early 20s would see a detailed chronicle of the first week or so in January, then a few quick highlights of the rest of the month with perhaps the odd entry for February generally charting weight loss or gain (Bridget Jones eat your heart out!!)
Anyway, Husband generally concerned about anything internet -related. I described blogging to him yesterday as a general concept and he was relieved to hear that people have 'usernames' and I'm not broadcasting my actual details to the world and his wife. I think if my reading blogs is a worry, then it's a bit early to reveal I'm writing one too!
So that's it for now. School bags and football kits to sort out, dishwasher to empty and then off to sleep ready for busy day at work tomorrow and perhaps in the evening another post from the 'Secret Diary of an HR Consultant aged 37 1/4'.
Saturday, 7 February 2009
There's a first time for everything!
Well, not quite sure how this has happened. Was reading about blogging a few minutes ago, went out to the kitchen on the instruction of my 6 year old - to 'get an apple please mummy and I'm not going to use my front teeth to eat it', then came back and within seconds had created a blog account. No more thought than that. Faced with said blog, thought 'What to write?'
Have been trying to reclaim bits of my past self for last few months - going to theatre has been main effort in recent weeks - and the desire to write something (anything) has also started to come back. Not that anything was actually stopping these things from taking place , but I've been lazy in making the effort and all the other bits of life - children, husband, work, TV (!!) - have been taking up all my time. The bit about TV is obviously embarrassing but to have laid claim to a more learned pursuit would have been a huge lie. I read of course, but that is restricted to my commute to and from work.
The title of the blog comes from a phrase that I used a few years ago when pregnant with my 6 year old. Someone had asked me about food to eat during pregnancy and I'd rather flippantly replied that a diet of chocolate and chips had worked well with baby number one, so I was trying the same aproach with number two. I ate proper food too of course, but chocolate has always been at the top of my list and chips close behind. Admirably I had cravings for spinach the first time round; second time alas - burger and chips. Would be interesting to know if cravings have any impact on the personality of the children....thinking about my two, there could be a correlation.
All these years later, I find myself unexpectedly expecting again - hence the blog title. Had wonderful ideas about maintaining my fitness during this pregnancy (had taken up running in the 18 months before pregnancy in an effort to never go on a diet again) but at the first whiff of pregnancy hormones, my trainers are repellant to my feet. This may account for how I've managed to put on a stone when the poor baby is still tiny and weighs only a couple of ounces.
So, that's it I guess. I think I'll be using this blog to chart my journey through the next few months and all the fun that I'm expecting to have plus any of the tricky bits too. It would be great if some of you could join me on this journey. I'm going to read other blogs and learn more about how this works. Hope I manage to post this properly.
Wish me luck!!
Have been trying to reclaim bits of my past self for last few months - going to theatre has been main effort in recent weeks - and the desire to write something (anything) has also started to come back. Not that anything was actually stopping these things from taking place , but I've been lazy in making the effort and all the other bits of life - children, husband, work, TV (!!) - have been taking up all my time. The bit about TV is obviously embarrassing but to have laid claim to a more learned pursuit would have been a huge lie. I read of course, but that is restricted to my commute to and from work.
The title of the blog comes from a phrase that I used a few years ago when pregnant with my 6 year old. Someone had asked me about food to eat during pregnancy and I'd rather flippantly replied that a diet of chocolate and chips had worked well with baby number one, so I was trying the same aproach with number two. I ate proper food too of course, but chocolate has always been at the top of my list and chips close behind. Admirably I had cravings for spinach the first time round; second time alas - burger and chips. Would be interesting to know if cravings have any impact on the personality of the children....thinking about my two, there could be a correlation.
All these years later, I find myself unexpectedly expecting again - hence the blog title. Had wonderful ideas about maintaining my fitness during this pregnancy (had taken up running in the 18 months before pregnancy in an effort to never go on a diet again) but at the first whiff of pregnancy hormones, my trainers are repellant to my feet. This may account for how I've managed to put on a stone when the poor baby is still tiny and weighs only a couple of ounces.
So, that's it I guess. I think I'll be using this blog to chart my journey through the next few months and all the fun that I'm expecting to have plus any of the tricky bits too. It would be great if some of you could join me on this journey. I'm going to read other blogs and learn more about how this works. Hope I manage to post this properly.
Wish me luck!!
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