Maybe baby, but not for a looong time
Babies. They're everywhere! Two of my close friends are pregnant, two colleagues are pregnant, one ex-colleague is pregnant, and one colleague has just given birth.
I, thankfully, am most definitely NOT pregnant. And if I am? Well, I'll sue. I don't know who, but SOMEBODY WILL PAY.
But I know people will expect me to start popping out babies once I'm married, and quite frankly the thought terrifies me even more than the bill for our wedding. Not just the thought of giving birth (which: ohmyGOD), but the actual wrangling of the thing once it arrives, and for 18 years or so afterwards.
I know I'll feel differently when all the babies start arriving and being all cute and smooshy (I did when the last round of babies were born) but for the moment I'm staying well away from Fiance and his swimmers, just in case.
I, thankfully, am most definitely NOT pregnant. And if I am? Well, I'll sue. I don't know who, but SOMEBODY WILL PAY.
But I know people will expect me to start popping out babies once I'm married, and quite frankly the thought terrifies me even more than the bill for our wedding. Not just the thought of giving birth (which: ohmyGOD), but the actual wrangling of the thing once it arrives, and for 18 years or so afterwards.
I know I'll feel differently when all the babies start arriving and being all cute and smooshy (I did when the last round of babies were born) but for the moment I'm staying well away from Fiance and his swimmers, just in case.
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hi teeny,i am auntie of the drama queen and fully fledged in the scary world of motherhood. a note to the wise it's not the birth or the child you need to be scared of, we have drugs for the first and wackywarehouse for the other(you'll understand later)it's the other mum's! they are a weird and competitive bunch and you need your wits about you and the cunning of an alleycat to fend them off. x
Leigh is the fully fledged Oracle* of wisdom I tell you, use the wisdom wisely.
* a nickname I gae to her a few years ago.
P.S You just know your going to get broody when the second batch of babies comes along. . .
Thanks Leigh for the good advice! I'll keep it in mind 10 years from now when I *might* feel grown up enough to have a baby...!
It is worth saying that leigh only has the other mothers to stress about because Emma is the golden child. I swear to God, the most polite, sensitive and affectionate child you will ever meet and a credit to Leigh's (ok and Paul's - grrr) parenting. Knowing my luck I will get the most radgy baby that God can fathom and bugger competing with the other mums at the school gates, I'll be in my PJ bottoms, greasy hair in a ponny tail, screaming for Britney to hurry the hell up so I can get back to day time TV. . .
Is this what you lot talk about in the loos - when you all go in together?
Girls, eh?
Tippler - yes, devil children named Britney are the topic of conversation in most Ladies loos!
Well, that and men's willies of course.
Defo girls willies. . .speaking of which I have heard something in the Brussels grapevine about our friend Tippler. . .
OMG I said girls willies. . .I most defo meant guys. . .I have lost the plot today. . .anyway it still stand about Tippler. . .
DQ - I'm so glad you realised! You have to tell us the gossip re Tippler. You can't say something like that and not tell. It's mean.
I'll tell you when I'm back in the UK for Crimbo, we can have a chat in the toilets. In the meantime, hung like a hippo is all I'm saying. . .I'm surpised he hasn't impregnanted you just by commenting on your site.
I don't think anybody expected me to start having babies after I got married because I was so vocal on the fact I wasn't going to have any for many years before that.
When I got married I was 2 days off my 30th birthday. Two of my bridesmaids had given birth 6 weeks previously and I remember thinking 'lovely, I'm sure, but I really can't relate...'
Then somewhere between my 30th and 31st birthday I was hit smack in the forehead by my biological clock.
And now my main aim is to be a mummy blogger before my 34th birthday.
It's a funny old world :-)
Sorry - that should have been a mummy blogger before my 33rd birthday - I am not *that* old, although clearly I am getting forgetful... :-)
Having babies is not fun. Also, not big and not clever. Making babies is fun though.
Been there twice (having babies) - not me obviously, (I'm lacking the female bits) thing and they are both beautiful.
No, blokes don't talk in the toilet - except if you're George Michael. Or pissed I guess??!!
Yikes - must escape before you verbally assasinate me (and, eek what if it was spelled wrong?)
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