Monday, 14 September 2009

There has been a lot happening

I am a shit poster. People I read mange posts every day, every other day, every week, every month. I barely manage every quarter. Oh well. I was rubbish at keeping up my juvenile diaries too which is probably a relief given they tended to be pretty uninteresting. I went for endless lists of books I had read rather than tortured analysis of who liked who best. Thats why I love the idea of Cringe - the book of hideously embarrassing juvenilia in which the great HFF has a piece (clearly her current writing is nothing like that stuff).

As an aside I also have a super bad habit of saving up posts of a lot of my favourite bloggers so I can think of something worthy to say and then never having enough time to comment. How do all those daily posters manage to find time in the day to comment absolutely bloody everywhere as well as having real lives?

So what are my excuses?

Indolence. A character trait I think I am stuck with. I am fine with tons of deadlines but if there isn't a court order hanging over my head and it can be put off it will be. This is why I am a litigator rather than any other sort of lawyer.

The need to keep up with the increasing no of people I read who post all the time. This comes under the husbandly rubric of "you need to get a bloody life in the real world". Thing is he doesn't deal with the people I do at the school gate. That is a whole post in itself but you wouldn't have thought it was quite so difficult to get past good morning. And work people aren't much use the rest of the week. (Work takes up time too and is unfortunately totally unbloggable for as they say "legal reasons".)

7 weeks of school holidays - thankfully over. London is a fabulous place with kids but boy can you spend a fortune in money and patience going to the Science Museum, the Zoo etc etc.

A number of weeks taken up for the husband by my seriously ill alcoholic FIL. That would be the high functioning alcoholic who managed to disguise from his sons that he had left himself with a bare 10% of his liver. FIL has never ever been my favourite person. In fact less said about him the better as it is not my story to tell suffice it to say throughout the husband's life he has been not nice.

Another pregnancy - currently at 14 weeks. This time though I decided I couldn't face the serial hell of inconclusive/ ok but not great scans ending in disappointment so I waited until 12w to have my first scan. All went well and all looks fine. Even the trisomy risk is pretty good for my age (between 1 in 850 or 1 in 1100 depending on the fancy research scan place vs NHS even though they should both be running the same system). Actually fancy scan place have been doing research trying to predict pre-e at the 12w scan from blood flow patterns and blood tests and on that I'm looking pretty good at the moment although no guarantees given I have had it before and the lupus pre-disposes. The booking in with the midwife took about 8 hours as each gory detail of the previous 5 pregnancies was recorded for posterity by me on paper and then repeated for her to put on the computer (although to be fair whilst child 1 was on the lots of reasons for intervention side pg wise child 2 was trouble free) . The high risk boxes were all ticked and off I shot to the consultants. Always a joy when they first thing the high risk consultant says is "oh I remember you". Never sure that that is a good thing. Didn't stop me having to give consultant no 2 (never knowingly under-consultanted my appts - 3 is the norm no 3 wasn't there as as per usual I was booked into the wrong clinic) and the snotty medical student the whole history a-bloody-gain.

Despite all things looking good so far I am still indulging in head in sand behaviour about this whole thing and have told precisely no family at all yet. Can't imagine I will be able to get away with that for much longer.

Anyway as with my diaries I have sent my self a "could do better" report card and a mental note that must try harder.

15 comments:

Sprogblogger said...

Wow! Good to see you back, and I hope all continues to go well. You weren't kidding with "There has been a lot happening..."

Almamay said...

Wonderful news. Long may it continue. It's not the quantity of posting it's the quality and you excel in quality.

Aunt Becky said...

Excellent news and it sounds as though you've been busy. I will bury my head in the sand beside you and remain cautiously optimistic.

hairyfarmerfamily said...

Oh, how exciting! I understand how you feel, I didn't tell my friends until I was nearly 17 weeks and bulging out of all my skirts even more than usual.

Eva said...

Back with news I see! Very exciting.

Geohde said...

Goodness. Oh my. Congratulations and I have absolutely everything crossed on your behalf.

You certainly HAVE been busy!

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MsPrufrock said...

Ahhh...saving the best for last I see. Guarded congratulations.

I disagree with what you've said about your lack of commenting - I always wish (selfishly) that your posting was with as much frequency as your commenting!

The Unproductive One said...

Congratulations!!

DD said...

You know what? As soon as I saw you had a new post, I just guessed what the news would be...and I breathed a sigh of relief.

Thalia said...

such good news, congratulations!

nutsinmay said...

Oh my GOD how did I miss this? How? HOW?

Congratulations, and best wishes and I am hoping, oh, so very hoping, for wonderful lovely things for you.

(Your FIL is very like my Dad. Are we related? Empathy).

Artblog said...

my, you do come back with a bang! Congrats my love and the very best of luck, keep us in touch k, I know its hard to find the time :)

xxx

slouchy said...

Hey! Congratulations!

Geohde said...

I came today because, dear blogger, I have yet to recieve your confirmation email to MY sing out for the xpol this year.

Could you do an absent minded lady a favour and check your spam filter and give me an email? :)

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excavator said...

Hello. You posted a comment to Wordgirl, that inspired some thought and so I thought I'd hop on over here.

I accidentally wrote 'hope' above, which is a Freudian slip because I hope your pregnancy is going well? I hope the loss you mention in your profile refers to the one in the post before this...

I do hope all is well.