Still here!

Still alive. Still pregnant (yipee). Still sick (sigh).

I mean, today has been a good day, which means we left the house for a while, and ate actual food. Other good days have mostly been the work of the wonderful friends who have turned up with sympathy, sometimes also with food, and on one memorable occasion to take all the children to the park (I had an afternoon nap, the greatest of possible luxuries in my current state).

Seriously. That's about as good as an update gets right now. Yes, I'm dehydrated. Yes, this is harder than I could possible explain. But I'm alive. Minnow is still here. The girls are still thriving. Martin is displaying endless reserves of patience. We'll be OK.

That London Weekend

Wow how long ago this was now! Weeks have passed in a blur of mostly sleeping and feeling awful. I'd like to sugar coat that bit, but hey I guess you've heard all the worst bits from me by now. I am still really hating being pregnant. But still, this really INTENSE feeling of the baby's presence, I can't explain it, but it's good, stronger than with any of the others and quite reassuring through feeling generally not so blessed. I AM blessed. :)

Anyhow, London. This is how we spent most of that weekend. :) In the sun. Learning about beekeeping and helping with the work on the allotment in time for its grand opening. :)




The wise and wonderful Fred, in his shed.

Worn out!

On our way out again.


And a bit more outdoor exploring. :)






Pretty fabulous. :)