Hello everyone! Glorious day at the lido - it's so ridiculously beautiful that I'm going to include a link to a picture of it. Went with three ante-natal mums, so we were all able to take turns swimming while the others minded the babies. Fabulous, and v bootcamp-y. Unfortunately, we'd all forgotten to bring food, so were forced to eat some ill-advised samosas from the kiosk - one of which was still half-frozen . So am now cooking up a chorizo, onion and chickpea storm, and must type quickly to avoid burning everything.
On the plus side, had some fantastic apples in our Abel and Cole box, which I've been scoffing in lieu of chocolate.
Bama, we did decide on Kit in the end, well-remembered! And thanks, all, for encouraging words re relationships and babies. The problem is, I think, that the issues were there before DS decided to come along (battling the pill and skinny jeans, the determined young man). At the moment I'm thinking we need to just stay alive, in last of the mohicans style, until the first year is out of the way, and reassess then. But it's difficult having this hanging over your head during what should be a happy, looking-to-the-future sort of time. Hmmmn.
On the plus side, though, everything's fine in a day-to-day sort of way.
Ooh, and, I even managed to put on suncream today, so all is not doom and gloom
Duchess - classic seat - rofl. Post-baby reading - I have found short stories to be my salvation. Have you read any Alice Munro? I love her - she just carries you away. Her latest collection, Runaway, would be my recommendation.
Right - onions here i come!