I think she is starting to get bored of them, but then she keeps eating them… I’ve also started to eat them #FunFact.
And by that I mean hold onto the bowl with one hand and flick it up, so they all go everywhere. Or just empty them out…
I saw her put something in her mouth the other day, so I yelled at her to spit it out (she was by where my Nan sits and sometimes drops tablets). She started to cry and Tiago said he had put a raisin on the table there… Sorry B!
I had to help her get it out in the end…
I say celebrated. I saw it on my calendar in the afternoon… It seemed like a good excuse for Indian food.
We did try to register our marriage just after we got married and went to Portugal, but they said we had to get it translated so it was probably easier to get it done at home. The embassies are so useless in the UK. Tiago has been emailing and calling over the years, but we’ve not got anywhere. They said I needed to get a birth certificate that had been issued in the last 6 months, but our friend who is sorting it out for us in Portugal now said we needed to get the documents Apostille stamped. We will now just get them translated there, as we might be waiting for (more) years if we try to get things done here now with Covid.
Hurrah, we are going to get the ball rolling soon. It’s funny that Tiago and B both have the new passports that don’t have European Union stamped on them, whereas mine does but I am not an EU citizen, whereas Tiago is and B will soon be. B has more claim to citizenship than me, and I think hers will be processed fast.
Please please please let it happen.
Small things that have been wrong with the house since we moved in obviously needed to be looked at this week… (They didn’t, but oh well.)
What a headache.
If it takes 48 hours we will already be on the road. Worse case scenario is we have to pay for the stupidly expensive tests at the airport (providing they have space).
We need to get more organised. We are going to the Birmingham airport drive through to get them done, though we are flying from London. There are some where you get sent a test and a doctor watches you do the test via webcam and can give you an instant pdf certificate, but they had sold out for this week…
I say crowds as there must be a summer school or group that has about 30 kids that takes it over. The same school/group that decided to start a race a metre away from us the other week…
Maybe we sit too close to that edge of the park, but I don’t see why going 3m off course would harm him. Of course I said something along the lines of ‘Yeah, I know you wouldn’t think there was so much grass to walk on’ to B.
Hurrah. I did a little heave, but it wasn’t much.
Some pain fun to replace sick fun.
Let’s hope it stays that way. I woke Tiago up with my oww-ing.
We’re in Brum until at least the start of next summer, so it makes sense to ‘get on with things’.
I love B, but I’d also love to have a job/commission where B could go to nursery a bit and I could feel a bit more like my old self. Obviously being pregnant now complicates things, but that’s also why I’m pregnant as there are no jobs/commissions around that I am suitable for/are worth it/fit.
Having to awkwardly tell certain friends that you are pregnant before they find out from someone else, but you don’t want to tell them as you know it will upset them etc.
If I had more local friends to hang out with would it be better? Once I’m double vaccinated I’m going to start going to a local pregnancy yoga class. I doubt I’ll make any good friends, but you never know and it’d be good to have a bit of time for myself and stretch well.
Lol, I suddenly just started to cry. Tiago went to London the other month and hung out with a friend, and a friend came to Brum and he went to meet them for dinner/drinks. T says I should have a day to myself soon and do what I want. I want to go to London, but I also don’t want to if you know what I mean? This darn Covid. Once I’m double vacc’d I may feel differently, but I don’t want to be going when I’m SUPER pregnant.
Love the desperation. I do like looking at all the dogs though, and B usually tries to talk to them all – and also to crows and magpies.
Her kid was a bit older than B, but she also had an older one. She talked about not having family nearby, but at least having some good friends.
It’d be nice. I feel like I could look after her outside of the house and it’d be okay (remember that I have not gone far from the house with her by myself). By the time we go she might be down to one nap a day, though I hope she keeps it up for longer.
Typically I finally feel like I could take her to town by myself, but then when the second one comes we will probably be stuck to the house more again. I can only do my best, and maybe with the second one I might be more chill? The idea of taking two to town sounds like a bit too much, so I should definitely try to take B a few times by herself so it would not be too daunting. Let’s see…
15 weeks pregnant with B comparison:
I am yet to take any pictures of myself with fruit and veg this time, and I think I will try to avoid that – says me on a post about raisins. If it’s me imitating B then that’s different (and there were no raisins on the shoot anyways).
Living with my Nan we are lucky as I have to screech pretty loudly for the neighbours to hear me. I can be less self conscious this time and do spend a lot of time singing to B…
I do not think I will ever have a cramp when pregnant and feel relaxed about it.
I have been getting annoyed this time by someone telling me to eat more fish. I haven’t intentionally eaten fish since I was 15. I know they mean well, but it’s quite annoying.
I have been hugging part of my maternity pillow from quite early on this time. I say part as there is a bit that unzips from the main bit. I got the main pillow out the other day, but actually I had forgotten that I can zip the little bit to the main bit. Just need to find where I put the small piece that joins them now…
I am really enjoying my stretching these days.
I didn’t realise that Tiago actually said so few words.
He keeps forgetting that I am pregnant this time…
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