Monday, November 18, 2013


Is it bad that as Ant's due date draws near, I am getting extremely worried about:

  • making sure my hair is constantly "maintained" (facial and elsewhere *ahem*)
  • making sure my nails are "did"
  • what I will wear should I decide to jump in the pool for a water birth
  • how to keep my straightened hair dry while having a water birth
  • what I will wear should I decide not to have a water birth
  • what I will wear for my first post-birth photo
  • (I think you get the gist of it...)

Maybe it keeps me sane and distracts from the upcoming pain.

Or maybe I'm just vain.

I am getting excited though. Looking forward to seeing my boy and finally staying home from work and getting my normal bikini bod back. Guffaw!

Tuesday, November 12, 2013

Hurting hearts

Parenting can be such a mother ...

Like when you try to convince your 5yo that you are not making them wear the big blue jacket because you want them to be fugly, but because you know it will be a cold day and they've got bronchitis and asthma, but all you get in return is defiance ...

Then you discipline them, try to teach them the importance of obedience, the value of the advice of those who love you ...

And they look at you, their big old teary eyes filled with anguish, and say, "My heart hurts, Mummy. My heart hurts because you are angry at me."

Then you hate yourself ...

And you eat two whole packs of kekesaiga to make yourself feel better ...

And you just end up feeling fat, fugs and still a bad mother.

Sunday, November 10, 2013

The necklace

Emma Thompson ... not getting a necklace

"Would you wait around to find out if it's just a necklace, or if it's sex and a necklace, or if, worst of all, it's a necklace and love? Would you stay, knowing life would always be a little bit worse? Or would you cut and run?"