Tuesday, July 19, 2011

Honey, let my ghost linger

More time off. This is because I didn't want to swamp the blog with talk of the pregnancy. But we've been through all this before, of course. I have been genuinely busy - I've far too much to do for someone so slow and large, in fact.

I will say this, on the pregnancy front. The baby goes mental for sugar. It had a rave in there when I ate some Reeses Peanut Butter Cups a few days ago. I imagined it was like Bez, lolloping about with a pair of tiny maracas and a blissed-out look on. Anyway.

We are moving in a week and a half. We've been living in this flat for almost ten years, so I have mixed feelings about going. This was our first home, and it is a lovely place. We have good neighbours, it's accessible (but not so accessible that it is expensive) and I get to use the PC while looking out onto trees.

However, it's just no longer practical. It's not a great spot for a small human. The rooms are bitterly cold in the winter, unbearably hot in summer. We are two flights up, which is killing me when I get home every evening, and I have ten weeks (maybe more) to go of lugging my peanut butter'n'chocolate-loving hitcher about.

We are moving to a house. It has a couple more rooms than we are used to. It's less than a mile away, a bit closer to the Thames. I'm looking forward to it, but not, all at the same time. Possibly this is because it's all happening when I am so slow and large.

Life meanders along, heavily and deliberately. My Mum's birthday came and went, and while there was a moment or two of sadness, I treated it as a day like any other. I was spared the weeping and wailing, which was appreciated. We went to a family BBQ. We attended a glamorous wedding reception in Chelsea at which we danced to our favourite Northern number ever. We saw Bridesmaids, which was funny but also sweetly sad.

So there you have it. [And not a word about the hacking scandal either. Oops!]