More Mum Madness

Last night, I heard Mum singing (to the tune of the reasonably well-known Madonna song):

"Like a virgin! Ha ha ha - you wish".

She's Here...

Dear Former Favourite Babies

Your time is up. Sorry folks - I have a new first love. Samantha Olive Connor Pihama, who was born this morning at 7:45am NZ time.

Everyone is well, everyone has the required number of fingers and toes (and no more) and everyone needs to wipe the schmootz off their chin. But we will politely ignore that until later.

Doesn't Tracy look pleased with herself?



Samantha is, according to the Midwife "a good rooter". Just what you want to hear about your new daughter.



Another Connor Girl for our collection!



TA DA! Pretty good looking right? I got to put her first nappy on her, and dress her in her first outfit. Styling.



I wasn't trying to eat her toes - I was just tasting them. Just tasting.

Okay I Lied.

The tulips are out, Spring has sprung etc etc etc. I swear to god, every Wellingtonian under the age of 3 was at the Botanics last Sunday, and every knocked up chick as well. We're lucky we got a bench for our contemplative belly shots!



I know I look particularly vile here, but Tracy looks good and apparently IT'S ALL ABOUT HER...



This one I took this evening. She's in the horse-piddle, and since they're kind of low on beds, she's got a delivery suite all to herself for the duration. Hooray! Better than sharing. She's got strappy thingees on her tummy, the baby's heart-rate is all good, and I guess the only cloud for the silver lining is that we misread the other monitoring blip thing, and you do not, in fact, receive a taco if the taco reading goes over 70. Damn.



Oh yeah - Grandmary is still around. :)

And We're Off!

To the hospital, that is. Well - not quite yet. We're going in this evening. Next post: BABY PHOTOS...

Sometimes Tracy Gives Me Stuff For My Blog

This was emailed to me today from Tracy, who likes to participate.

"Today, when I queried mum about why there was a piece of boc choy in my saffron-milk, she said 'I'm like Edward Scissor-hands in the kitchen!'

I thought it was pretty funny."

Thanks Tracy - and welcome to the Blind Squirrel.

Aunty Jody Denied

41 weeks pregnant and nothing to show for it but thousands of cookies and a weeded garden. HARUMPH.

The other day, I was sitting in the lunch room at work staring out at the harbour, when my gaze was distracted by a man who had pulled into a parking space on the roof of the parking building across the street from us. He got out of his car, pulled his pants off, tried on a new pair of shorts and checked out his arse in his car window reflection! Obviously it wasn't quite the effect he was going for, because he whipped them off again and tried another pair - 4 different times! And he had tighty whities on.

Finally he found the perfect butt-hugging pair of shorts for the occasion, and happily jogged off! Man, you don't get to see a lot of Man-Butt in your working day. I feel very lucky.

Ha Ha Ha!

Quotes from Mum:

(watching Eminem music videos) "You know, those tattoos aren't cheap".

So we're currently at T (time) plus 4. Apart from the occasional complaint about wiggling or head grinding, there is NOTHING going on. Sigh.

GET ON WITH IT!

Tracy's 3 days overdue now, and it's boring AS. Lots of sighing and belly rubbing and trips to the hospital to monitor things, but no official Auntydom. This sucks. We have onesies for Africa, piles of nappies, a whole basket of booties, and no bub.

Two University Degrees

I haven't had a very good intelligence week...

First I attempted to polish my boots while wearing them (which, in my defence, always works for Tracy) and managed to get some polish on the bottom of one. Which I didn't notice until I walked across the carpet.

Then, I managed to throw an egg on the floor. It's too long to explain about that one, but I did actually have a plan in mind! It just didn't work out.

Yesterday, I zoned out on the bus and suddenly thought I was about to miss my stop, so I pole-vaulted over the poor woman sitting next to me and raced to the front of the bus, only to discover that it wasn't my stop. I apologised to the driver and said I was actually after the next stop, only to discover that the next one wasn't my stop either. He asked if I was lost, and I had to tell him no, and that I have lived in the neighbourhood for SEVEN YEARS. What a nong.

And then I got the IT Team's Dumb-Ass award at work for processing a couple of invoices twice. It took some sort of special scripty thing to fix, and they gleefully pointed out that the invoices WERE clearly stamped "Copy". Nobody likes a gleeful IT geek. Take note, IT geeks.

The Birthday That Was...

Things that happened on my birthday:

• I saw a tree getting felled by the Melling train station
• I saw a man getting arrested in Pak n Save
• I had brunch in the sun
• I had a Margarita
• I ate Mee Goreng served by a HOT waiter
• I got Thunderpants!
• I went to a brand new bar and saw a truly hilarious woman wearing a full-length fur coat and 6-inch stiletto heels trying to flag down what she assumed was a waiter but was actually another customer
• I wore a hat made out of wrapping paper for most of the morning (it was actually very useful sun protection in the end)
• I got lots of love from my awesome friends.

Can't ask for better than that.

2 Weeks to Go...

It's kind of old, but back in June we had a baby shower for Tracy. Everyone was... erm... very surprised?



This one is from her last day of work - that thing on her belly is a present for the baby from AUNTY JODY. It's a hand-knitted rattle shaped like a cupcake! How super awesome is that??



And this is a couple of weeks ago, sunning on the back deck.



Is it ready yet? Is it ready yet? Is it ready yet? Is it ready yet? Is it ready yet? Is it ready yet? Is it ready yet? Is it ready yet? Is it ready yet? Is it ready yet? Is it ready yet? Is it ready yet?

...

How 'bout now?