Hot & Bothered
Jul. 21st, 2006 12:56 pmIt's way too hot to be packing and moving today, especially when one is 4 months pregnant, but alas we have no choice. Taking a quick breather at the mo before we get back to it. Seriously, how do we have so much stuff?
We now have a washing machine of our very own, but the blokes who delivered it (as well as delivering well before we told them we'd be in) wouldn't install it, so there's another job for hubs. Poo.
My 16 week Ante Natal appointment wasn't anywhere near as positive as those of my preggo F-List chums. Turns out I'm A-, so we thought I'd need to have some injections (that's OK though, since Hubs is A- too I won't need them) also I can't have McFly at the Birthing Unit in Canters because my BMI is too high. I've got to go to Ashford AND see a consultant, and all because I'm a bit of a LardArse. McFly then scared the pants off me when the Midwife couldn't find his heartbeat on the handheld sound thingy - they had to send me in for an emergency Ultrasound. Stupid McFly! Plus I walked there and back in the sweltering heat, which was a big mistake. Did go for a swim in the afternoon but got very dehydrated (AGAIN!) so had to have a lie down for a few hours, so I didn't have time to do any packing last night. And then I couldn't get on to LJ last night to bitch about it.
I'm hot and tired and mightily cranky I'm afraid - If I'm not around over the next few days it'll be because we've moved the computer and haven't got our broadband in the new place yet. Once we're in, and have cleaned the old flat up and handed in the keys (and once we've got our bed and sofa, which should be next week/week after) I shall be in a far, far better mood!
We now have a washing machine of our very own, but the blokes who delivered it (as well as delivering well before we told them we'd be in) wouldn't install it, so there's another job for hubs. Poo.
My 16 week Ante Natal appointment wasn't anywhere near as positive as those of my preggo F-List chums. Turns out I'm A-, so we thought I'd need to have some injections (that's OK though, since Hubs is A- too I won't need them) also I can't have McFly at the Birthing Unit in Canters because my BMI is too high. I've got to go to Ashford AND see a consultant, and all because I'm a bit of a LardArse. McFly then scared the pants off me when the Midwife couldn't find his heartbeat on the handheld sound thingy - they had to send me in for an emergency Ultrasound. Stupid McFly! Plus I walked there and back in the sweltering heat, which was a big mistake. Did go for a swim in the afternoon but got very dehydrated (AGAIN!) so had to have a lie down for a few hours, so I didn't have time to do any packing last night. And then I couldn't get on to LJ last night to bitch about it.
I'm hot and tired and mightily cranky I'm afraid - If I'm not around over the next few days it'll be because we've moved the computer and haven't got our broadband in the new place yet. Once we're in, and have cleaned the old flat up and handed in the keys (and once we've got our bed and sofa, which should be next week/week after) I shall be in a far, far better mood!