Sharing the wonderful journey of our precious gift - Thierry
Thierry's first communication - my bras is very tight and my little boobies are growing...Daddy glanced over and said "You're pregnant" - don't be silly, at my age. Daddy went straight down to the supermarket and back with the test. Two lines, two lines. Tears of joy!
Next day we took two lines to the Doctor. It was Melbourne Cup Day and she was in a hurry to get to the local race meeting. We wanted to tell the world.
I’ve seen this on others’ blogs and been encouraged to give it a go. I’ll choose a random weekday…
Hubby’s alarm goes off around 5.40am and he hits snooze a couple of times. I elbow him out of bed if he doesn’t get up by six-ish! I roll over and snooze myself, while he stumbles around in his morning-state. His lunch is made and in the fridge and clothes are ready to put on. He makes a cuppa, says goodbye and heads off.
The kids wake between 6am and 9am and I get up sometime in between! They usually get up and watch TV, read or play quietly. Once I’m up I start asking that they eat and do their chores so we can get on with the day. I often wake the eldest.