The Babyroom

After not writing for such a long time, sorry about that, here are the first pictures of the babyroom. Jamie is still inside of me, but well, we all hope he decides to come soon, like really really soon. Although we are not really good at painting the godmother and I tried our best. The tree and the butterfly are made by the godmother and the three beaver are made by myself.



Here's a picture of the bed for Jamie as well....

Birthdayweekend

After the week was uneventful, the weekend promised to be a lot of fun. The 29th Birthday of the going to be mother was on Saturday. being off work at 12 already, she was heading home to make some cake, clean up, and so on.

It was only one cake baked by her beloved husband, as the birthday girl herself had no desire, and the butter was not really soft. After a very long extensive childbirth Preparation course that eveningwhich was duly boycotted by Jamie, everybody slept very well and was wide awake by 7 o' clock. Jamie and his mother then went out with the dog and dad made a delicious breakfast.

The first gifts were unpacked and thenthey went shopping. At 10 clock mother and son stood in the kitchen to bake everyting they ignored on Friday.. The butter was finally really soft, as the recipe called for. Thus, after an hour and with the support of the neighbors (thanks for the two eggs and the baking powder)there was a marble cake. Then the cakeground from the previous day was toppedwith cream and strawberries.

The White Chocolate Blueberry Muffins, which werefinished 10 minutes before the first guests arrived, are still to be improved. From 2 o'clock everybody arrieved and after the men build the new frame for the hammocks, there were finally coffee and cake. However, not outside, as planned (it was just too windy), but in the living room. At this point, the AHHHHs and OHHHHS are to be mention that the new kitchen and the nursery triggered.

Around five the grill was started and it served delicious meat, sausages, nudelsalad and strawberry punch ... with and without alcohol.

At 11 o'clock at night everbody was in bed and enjoyed the aftermath of the day.

Sunday was then spent on the sofa with a book or at the PC. What a nice weekend.

Jamie's Lullaby

After listening to this song for a couple of times little Jamie decided to kick his mum everytime the song endes, therefore it is his lullaby. Hopefully we'll never get tired of listeing to this song

Otherwise the last week was rather unspectacular. Nothing new and everybody's fine...we are all looking forward to this saturday....birthdays coming!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Bloodsugartest

Last week Wednesday was the day when the lovly bloodsugartest took place. The baby and his mother went to the doctor, arrived shortly before eight and were completely sober. There they had to swollow some lovely juice. Not two minutes later the empty stomach began to rumble properly and Jamie had his joy showing with numerous kiks. After 60 more or less exciting minutes (there was a nice talk with another pregnant woman) the first value was determined. Everything okay.. Puhh, thank God! And incredible 60 minutes later, the second value was also perfectly okay. So no pregnancydiabetis.

Around twelve mother and child finally arrived at work.

Thursday was Father's Day and the going to be father showed his suitability by letting the going to be mother sleep late. Otherwise the week was rather unspectacular ...

After mother and child could hardly sleep in the night from Monday to Tuesday because of a hard stomach, it was decided to control the whole thing. Since the gynecologist was not in, what followed was a 3.5-hour marathon in the hospital.

It consisted of a very nice midwife, an advanced CTG, an unwilling baby and a totally wasted motherto be. The father was rather amused...
Since the CTG showed nothing, except that Jamie hates everything with sound the mother was briefly examined and then blood was taken. Doctors definatly do not know how to take blood, the after-effects were to be admired in the form of an ugly blue stain.

Mother and child rested the rest of the week. Which was not as easy as it may sound with a hyperactive dog, a painful hip, a very bad television program, and nothing to read in the entire house.
But we survived this week somehow, next week there will be a bloodsugartest and then also nee pictures of the little stinker.

PS: Something positive had the whole investigation, Little-Jamie has finally turned and now seems to be happy with his world upside down.. Let's hope it remains so.