nickel and also
at truffkin. Like it :) Not going to find my way around a newborn though - just going to have big glasses of wine when I want them, give the baby formula when I've had said glasses of wine (because I'm so responsible and wouldn't drink and breastfeed
), chuck all the baby books out the window and stick my fingers in my ears when people start telling me about routines and organic puree and other such guilt-inducing things, and dump the baby on a babysitter (my mum) whenever I feel the shag-cape calling
. 'Maintain a relaxed attitude at all times ...', that's the mantra isn't it?
I am currently seriously sressed though as I have fucked up my prep for term. Teaching on Monday at 9am and have not put together my reading list/worked out what the hell we're doing all term, and haven't read what I'm teaching them on Monday. Am driving 200 miles to celebrate SILs birthday tomorrow and 200 miles back on Sunday, so am more-or-less up shit creek.
Oh well, there's a thread party for reality, it's mine and DH's 12-year anniversary on Monday (not of wedding, of being together, and yes, we were only sprogs ourselves when we started going out), so I'm going out to have a slap-up dinner (well, it'll probably be either Pizza Express or Wagamama
), throw a bit of bunting of our own, and maybe even have a little slurp of DH's wine. Somehow I need to fashion an outfit that makes me look pregnant and glamorous, and not like the pie-munching slob I really am am turning into...
Have a good night viroids