The creation of this blog was originally created in order to place the many observations that go through my head onto paper - or screen as the case..is! 

Right now, I sit here in the living room on my laptop, "sitting like a bloke" legs akimbo making room for a huge baby bump sprouting from my belly which has been baking and growing for the past 32 weeks.  My first baby.  A bit of a surprise I guess, especially after not one but three pregnancy tests back in April - because there was just no way I could believe a Pink Dot on a stick that you pee on.  So finding out I was pregnant was actually a costly experience.  Has anyone any idea how much these things cost?  About a tenner for the cheapest. 

It actually cost me about £35 to find out...
£10 for the first test
£10 for the second
£5 for the taxi to the GP's office to get it confirmed by him.
£10 for the beer that I had in town when was trying to actually get my head round the news!

Anyway, I'm not writing about the baby, love the little guy to bits, but I am tired of all the baby talk! 

When you're preggers, your friends come into two categories:

Those who conveniently forget you because you can't party with them anymore.

And those, who take great delight in patting your bump the second they see you, lecture you about the fact that you still have the occaisional drink, you do tend to spark up a cig when the going gets a little touch, and talk BABY BABY BABY before finally getting round to saying "How you doing?"  And it's no longer "How u doing?" It's "How are you feeling?" or "How are you coping?"  And you really want to turn round and shake them and say "Shut the F**K up!  Talk to me like you used to...Please.  I'm not just a baby vessel, I am still MEEEEEEEEE!" Ahem...

So anyway, today's Quibble - the crap they put on telly...
I shall keep you posted, hubby is standing over me ready to go out for a quick drink and wants me to hurry up and get ready.

Perhaps this first Quibble should be people who rush you to the pub........?  Nah, that's not a quibble.  I should get my priorities right.  TO THE PUB!!!