Hello again! I'm due on the 18th of January, exactly 6 months before my 40th birthday. Gulp. Will my aged knees buckle under the weight of two smallies?
meglet, sequins really suit you, and it is indeed obvious that ILTMIMI has been pumping iron lately.
I am delighted to announce that the greek MIL has descended upon us, and is currently playing with DS while I doze off in the sofa, blanket over bump and all. This morning, she jumped off her bed the moment Diego said WAH, and DP and I had a lie in till 8 IN THE MORNING! Unknown bliss in the pacita household, and DP got so excited that we even managed (TMI) to SWOI - must have felt like climbing the Himalayas.
It is rather hilarious, as every time she comes, DP has to make a threatening phonecall: "What are you bringing? Please do not bring anything, we'll go shopping. Do NOT bring meat. No. You can buy nice meat in England. No, we don't need 2 kilos of feta cheese. No, please mum, it will go off. No, don't make stuffed cabbage, you can make it here. Ok, bring honey but not too much".
The lady (age 67) arrived bearing: 2 boxes of home made biscuits, one with sirup and walnuts for the grown ups, one with sesame and orange for Diego. One home made cheese pie and one home made spinach pie. 2 kilos of feta cheese. 5 litres of EV olive oil. 3 kg of honey. Fresh mint to plant in a pot. Turns out she begrudgingly left in her freezer god knows how many kilos of meat and the aforementioned stuffed cabbage. LOL!