It was with great excitement and a slight touch of trepidation, that Wife A and I dropped Kid X (formerly known as Kid C) at Aunty N’s and headed into the hospital to have a look at our latest creation, Baby Y.
Look out! Cyclone Q coming through! Morning sickness has hit, and boy has it hit.
"Sore boobs, sore boobs, sore boobs!" and "Sorry, I'm just so tired at the moment" are statements I'm hearing a hell of a lot. Work has been crazy for me too at the moment so I've been at home less, which is less than ideal.
I admit, I'm writing this on October 9 so by the time you read this article it could be ten weeks old...
Half an hour ago Q walked out of the bathroom with an 'oh shit' look on her face. Yes, she had peed on the stick and the stick responded with '1-2 weeks'. So it's official we're due mid-June. Oh shit it's official, we're due mid-June!!! What have we done?
We all know the amazing world of information that social media such as Myspace, Facebook and Twitter provides us with. Many of us can now easily keep up to date with the latest news and gossip about friends and family by just sitting in front of a small screen in our lounge rooms and kitchens. We can now share our own information and personal achievements with anyone we chose, right across the globe and pregnancy announcements on the net are becoming the norm.