There’s only 7 days left now. Kim is so big that last night I think I saw light bending around her. People keep on asking me if I’m Nervous and right now I can honestly say that I’m not. I’ve been wondering why though and I think it’s that whole thing of thoughts cancelling each other out - I’m probably as nervous as I am looking forward to it, which has lead to this weird sense of not really formulating an opinion at the moment.
So of the girls on Kim’s anti-natal class have already given birth. All seems to have gone well so far, I just hope she’s next as what I don’t want is the pressure of going last with all the others sharing their tales of what happened. There are elements that you want to find out for yourselves I think, and too much information can sometimes not be needed.
Kim’s taken to watching “One Born Every Minute”, which lead me to have a nightmare about the programme - I wont share it, but it kept me awake. Such is the state of my mind at the moment. Maybe I am more nervous than excited after all?
Only an absolute maximum of 3 weeks to go though. I genuinely believe it’s going to go right to the wire - as big as Kim is, it just doesn’t feel like it’s going to happen anytime soon. When the phone rings in the office and it’s Kim calling I’m looked at as if to say “ooo this could be it?” - where my first thought is “what chocolate does she want me to pick up for her now?” it was Maltesers today.
The last few weeks have already been a change of pace for me. I’ve given up alcohol (almost) to ensure I can drive Kim to the hospital when needed, I’ve started getting to sleep earlier just in case the day after proves to be one where I need all my alertness and energy and I’ve started trying to get into Shape by running. No kid wants an unfit Dad. Though this has proven harder then first thought. Turns out that over 7k I get a weird pain down the side of my left foot which means I can’t walk for 3 days after it. Very odd. Very typical, exercise just refuses to let me join in. I’m not too out of shape, not over weight, play football once a week...but anything beyond that and I pick up some unheard of rogue injury that renders me done for for 3 months. I need to break the habit curse somehow though.
So...with just a week to go, I’ll try and update the blog briefly but frequently to try and paint an accurate picture.
So of the girls on Kim’s anti-natal class have already given birth. All seems to have gone well so far, I just hope she’s next as what I don’t want is the pressure of going last with all the others sharing their tales of what happened. There are elements that you want to find out for yourselves I think, and too much information can sometimes not be needed.
Kim’s taken to watching “One Born Every Minute”, which lead me to have a nightmare about the programme - I wont share it, but it kept me awake. Such is the state of my mind at the moment. Maybe I am more nervous than excited after all?
Only an absolute maximum of 3 weeks to go though. I genuinely believe it’s going to go right to the wire - as big as Kim is, it just doesn’t feel like it’s going to happen anytime soon. When the phone rings in the office and it’s Kim calling I’m looked at as if to say “ooo this could be it?” - where my first thought is “what chocolate does she want me to pick up for her now?” it was Maltesers today.
The last few weeks have already been a change of pace for me. I’ve given up alcohol (almost) to ensure I can drive Kim to the hospital when needed, I’ve started getting to sleep earlier just in case the day after proves to be one where I need all my alertness and energy and I’ve started trying to get into Shape by running. No kid wants an unfit Dad. Though this has proven harder then first thought. Turns out that over 7k I get a weird pain down the side of my left foot which means I can’t walk for 3 days after it. Very odd. Very typical, exercise just refuses to let me join in. I’m not too out of shape, not over weight, play football once a week...but anything beyond that and I pick up some unheard of rogue injury that renders me done for for 3 months. I need to break the habit curse somehow though.
So...with just a week to go, I’ll try and update the blog briefly but frequently to try and paint an accurate picture.
