Glowing! Or not....

Due to my beautiful sister being the "glowing" type of pregnant woman (3 times over) I truly believed I would be the same! Well I can safely say I was quite the opposite- I felt sick, tired, sore and was honestly the size of a house! But non the less it was an incredible journey! I loved the scans, baby kicks and...... ya that's a bout it!

I will share a few of my pregnancy stories with you- the first being the ultimate trip to SA for baby shopping! I was incredibly excited, as going to SA for shopping has always been my favourite thing and we were driving which was all the more exciting! A road trip!! It was fantastic- for about the first hour! Then it was a wee stop every half and hour and the arrival at the beautiful Border post. I am not exaggerating when I say the queue was up to the gate and there was people walking around with batons to smack you if you got out of line!! My feet looked like my son's feet do now (fat little sausages) and it was shit off hot! Standing with My Lover Man I reckon "Babe I am about to pull the pregnancy card!" all of about 7 month in! In reply he says "Doll I wouldn't do that just yet- look over there" Well there STOOD about a 11 month pregnant lady with a huge bag on her head!! Anyway it took us a rough 4 ours!! He is a very patient man for putting up with me for that long!!

I think this is my funniest preggie story! I was about 8 month plus pregnant and still working AKA waddling around shouting at people! On this particular day I had two quite important meeting on my way to work- and boy was I professional! Giving more than my 5 cents at every moment- basically being quite the little bossy slops (that's all my feet could fit into) Anyway I arrived at the office about 2 hours into my work day flopped onto my chair and to my shock and horror:::

YES!! Two wrong shoes!! Do they even look like they would feel the same to wear!!

On that note- I'm out for now!

xx

Pregnant- say what???

So I thought I would start my mothery story right from the beginning!
My Lover Man and I were living separately- him in beautiful Mutare and me in the 'big city lights'- we used to alternate weekends, which was hard but we were madly in love! Ok actually are madly in love!!

From now on my 'partner' will be referred to as MLM (My Lover Man)- because I cannot stand the word partner!! Partners are for business and stuff, not a baby daddy!!

On this particular weekend it was my turn to make the big trek to the hills! I arrived there quite late on Friday evening and to MLM shock and horror I still wasn't having PMS! (I am such a bag he keeps track of these things)
Two negative and two positive tests later (we were dithering wrecks) we decided to just go to hospital for a scan! Low and behold the scanner dude announced "yes there is something there, you are 6 weeks pregnant!".... Delighted/shitting load/ laughing /crying all at once!!!!

Rewind a few weeks---- now I obviously have no idea that I am preggo and you will never guess what I did???
I bought a whole new bed! One of my preggi side effects (even that early) was hips so sore I thought I may have to get them replaced! But instead of taking the drastic measure straight out the box I bought a new bed just in case it was from my mattress! #biggestwasteofmoneyever!! I also couldn't understand why I kept almost fainting off my horse!!

Anyway unmarried and whatever we were still over the moon! We are both fashionable people and we noticed everyone doing it this way round so decide to give it a bash.
Delighted!!!!---Until we realised we had to break it to the parentals!! F*#@^*#K

Picture this- we are on the way to my folk's house and MLM says "Babe please please just let me do the talking hey"- "Of course I will!" (He had to say it a few times because I have a nasty habit of doing all the talking!) So we all sitting in the lounge having small talk. MLM is procrastinating and he is shitting himself so much, his hands are shaking, he's fidgeting, going from pale to flushed and back again- I just couldn't do it so just shouted "I'm pregnant", like turrets case. Mum obviously just delighted... Dad on the other hand is silent- MLM is so pale by this stage. Dad then gets out of his chair and walks across to the drinks cabinet, I think he's going to pop some champagne or something, MLM thinks he is going to get a bottle to smash over his head! It was neither- he was just letting the news settle in and was chuffed in about 5 minutes- MLM was panting by then!

Well that's all for this time folks! (Still a bit rusty) Can't wait to share more of this magical time with you in my next blog!

Over and out! xx

Up and Running/Walking

Oh my gosh it has been some time since I did this!

Yesterday I went back and read a couple of blogs I had written- it was fantastic! But at the same time it was so shit scary realising how much life has changed in not such a long length of time!
I have made a drastic change from number one party animal to Mum that quietly sink a few bottles of wine every now and then! It would be a lot more frequent if I hadn't developed a hideous allergy to wine! I still drink it but OH MY the hangover!!!! Not sure if its the sulphur in the wine- or that flipping thing called age!

So seeing as I don't have the best imagination I have decided to steer my blogging away from those big city lights-mmmmmm #harare! But actually nothing much has changed in that sense- kids are still getting tanked at the Roof! Just not with my awesomeness!!!
I am now going to impress you with my stories of being a mother in this lovely place!

Basically I have gone from entertaining meatheads and meathead behaviour to being one of those people that fuel the arguments on Bhamba Zonke about the ridiculous behaviour!! JOKING!!! But you get the message right!

Watch this space!! :)

Peace out! x