taking pictures of my expanding belly. (hubby asks - “Why are you taking so many photos, surely you know what you look like!”)
my crazy boy
my beautiful girls
my handsome hubby, who I have been with for 14 years!
banana caramel fudge tart….mmmmmmm
Pink,pink,pink:)
Perfectly content with life:) Now, if I could only stop throwing up!
Yes Im late…again… so here goes, Im going to do this…
laugh if you will (especially since im already 2 behind haha)
Back to business..
Courtesy of Julie,here my letter of intent (only about 4 days late)
Dear people over the road,
Once again it is the weekend *… And for some reason the fact that it is the weekend means you are obligated to
a) get rip-roaring drunk
b) force the neighbourhood to listen to your awful music choice
c) screech laugh VERY loudly until at least 3am.
And dont get me wrong, its not like I dont enjoy the giggle I get watching the mailman (and yourself) poke the mail into your squashed-during-a-drunken-burnout-in-your-driveway mailbox. I admit that I did get a laugh out of watching your hubby shirtless and drunk trying to pick his motorbike up out of the ditch where it slipped out of his hands.
Maybe you have no furniture inside, and that is why you sit outside all night, whether its raining or freezing or whatever.
This letter makes me sound , I realise, like a complaining neighbour but surely the fact that after you moved in, 4 neighbours near you have since moved,says something.
Seriously, I do not mind partying. But could you possibly GO INDSIDE YOUR HOUSE after say, 1am?
Thanking you,
one of your neighbours…
*it WAS the weekend when I wrote this:)
I really sound whiny! But oh well, I feel better,lol
I have been trying to get a lightning shot for about 2 years….
AND I DID IT!!!
* yes, am again late blogging/commenting. The good thing is I have about 4 posts ready to go! So unorganized, all beanie brain at the moment (meaning, mush between the ears!) She has been making me sick all night for the last 2 nights, I am tired and grouchy but still oh-so-happy. *
This is a super-short post, will post my Letter Of Intent and my 21 week update later (better late then never)… Oh, and so I don't forget… Fatboy started saying, 3 days ago
“ I wuf you mummy” (love you) …
But, the moment you've all been waiting for… I've decided, hubbys okayed it, Bean will be called…
Eden Elizabeth Chapman
Eden just because I love it, and Elizabeth for my Nana…
Oh my baby girl, my bedroom is swimming with teeny pink baby clothes, you are kicking me constantly, still making me sick, cant wait to see you:)
5 years ago, our first son was born.
Jai, you made me sick for 10 months.
It was worth every moment.
We braved a whole new world, after 3 girls, of cars and bugs and mud and trucks and hotwheels aplenty!
My little hellraiser:)
Now, at 5 you
play the ps2 every chance you get
sleep late (in your own bed finally I might add)
love your sisters
adore your brother
always greet me with a ‘Good morning mummy’- eyes still half closed :)
are most polite, even wishing everyone that rang you a happy birthday, on YOUR birthday
throw terrible tantrums over ps2 games ( “I suck at this!”)
love scooby doo and superheroes.
are going to school next year, which you are most excited about
love chicken,hate cheese
still treasure each Hotwheels you own. You still have the first one you ever got (you started carrying cars around at 6 months)
tell us “ You will make me cry again!” when you get in trouble
make me laugh everyday
Love you Jai , my big man xxxxx
