Now I’m 40

So, it’s my birthday and I’ve had a wonderful day so far with lots of cards presents and messages, they all made me feel very special indeed. I am sat here now watching the build up to the Grand National hoping either my horse “Don’t Push It” or Jamie’s Horse “Tricky Trickster” can win the race.

The weather has been amazing today very warm and sunny and when I got back from taking Jack for a walk this morning I sat in the sun and slept for a little while. Jamie came home from Yoga and we had a chippy dinner and we were both then sat with bumps in the sun when the first of a few visitors turned up including me mum and brother.

We will start getting ready for tonight’s party at the Cheshire Cheese after the race and it’s nearly here and there off.

What a race and guess what “DONT’T PUSH IT” WON YAY £26 is all mine

Tonight’s party should be great especially now hehehe, a lot of my friends have said they’ll be there and I’m looking forward to seeing them all and having a few drinks to celebrate reaching my 40th birthday

More of the day tomorrow but for now…PAAAARRRRRTY!!!!

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The BEST present ever…! (Upto now!)

For many years I’ve said that what I really want for my 40th birthday was a bottle of red wine bottled in 1970 the year I was born.

This morning I did not expect to unwrap anything of the sort but I was wrong…

This bottle of Chateau de Pez 1970 St Estephe from my wife just BLEW ME away to the point I was speachless. Easily the best present I could have hoped for

THANK YOU

Jamie!

Love You

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30 something…

I have a lot going on this weekend so when my tooth broke at dinnertime I immediately rang the Dentist to get it sorted out, because I did not want toothache this weekend or ever in fact! Within an hour of calling I was sat in the chair having me gums numbed and a filling applied, never been scared of the dentist or needles and I was out of there with a good tooth again in 20mins, then spent the rest of the afternoon dribbling, drooling and talking to customers like I was a retard until the anaesthetic wore off. I just had this awful thought of spending the next couple of days suffering from toothache!

Another glorious day weatherwise and we again sat on the patio taking in the sun, I went for a walk with Jack and when I got back sat out on the back on me own until Jamie SPOILED it by crashing the gig shouting “where’s my tea?” ….of coarse thats not true…she never shouts! lol
Tomorrow I turn 40 years old, and I really couldn’t give a fuck, at all, Im just not bothered! Other people seem to be concerned but I’m not…at this stage in me life I have no hair a fact I have lived with for over 10 years. Hair seems to now grow out of my nose and ears? Does this mean I suffer from in growing hair? Shaving me head means I have no grey hair and as for me memory at least thats all intac….
Tomorrow I turn 40 years old, and I really couldn’t give a fuck, at all, Im just not bothered! Other people seem to be concerned but I’m not…at this stage in me life I have no hair a fact I have lived with for over 10 years. Hair seems to now grow out of my nose and ears? Does this mean I suffer from in growing hair? Shaving me head means I have no grey hair and as for me memory at least thats all  intac….
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All the promises you made..

Possibly the last scan today was a brief affair, all was well and Reagan’s tummy is measuring big (she must get that from me?) No-one was overly concerned which made us feel a little like why are we here type feeling but it was nice to see her again even though we would like to see her in person, more! We are invited back again 22 April but we are hoping that we don’t need that one due to her appearing before then 😉

Jamie made me smile in the waiting room, she walks in and sort of changes in the company of other pregnant ladies especially if they are newbies. She immediately give it the “holding back and bump stance saying to me under her breathe “how cute, wearing maternity clothes even though she doesn’t need too” and laughing knowing that’s exactly what she did! Then she struggled to a chair professing the need and desire to ‘take the wait off’! Once there loving the attention of mums accompanying their daughters to their early scans exchanging the old “she’s got it all to come” and “they all say it gets uncomfortable near the end, now I believe them” lol
She might be uncomfortable and she might be fed up but deep down she loves being pregnant and the attention it brings and will probably miss her bump when it’s gone but will definitely have all the above and more with a newborn to love and show off to all who show interest and some that don’t too. Don’t tell her though but I can’t wait to do that as well…
Jamie & Jack met me outside work and we walked into town to get a few bits for this evenings tea. When we got home we sat outside eating tortillas with dip in the sun, and drank some beer…it was so nice it just makes you want to be out doors but it sure goes cold quickly when the sun has passed over the yardarm? Jamie had a sniff of wine whilst sitting on the patio and was asleep in double quick time hehe
We are so happy together it still amazes me why she chose me to message on myspace on the day she did…and then I look back at what it began? For us it made the world so much smaller knowing we could talk to each other all the time but all we had to do is get on a plane and we could be together so easily! I think the only time we’re ever unhappy is when we let other people interfere in our life…? Yesterday a comment on Facebook upset me and I know it upset Jamie because it was about her by one of her Facebook friends and similar happened today, people say they are going to do things on there and don’t realise how stupid you feel when you realise you believed them. My 40th birthday party is on Saturday and I have had so many “we’ll definately be there….!” and I’m so nervous that no-one will turn up? The playlist I’ve compiled for the night will entertain me all night even if I’m alone…
You shouldn’t say you’re going to do something when you have no intentions of doing it!
So one day to go, 39 years old and my life is great!
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Just another day waiting…

Today was pretty humdrum (mind you reading this blog you must think my life is humdrum?) my morning was much the same as most but knew Jamie was off out to see some bezzies and go to Costco and Cheshire Oaks shopping…so needed to wake her up from her pregnant slumber. When she did wake she told me she was up in the night ‘bouncing’ at three o’clock because she had branston’s, thankfully for Jamie she didn’t wake me as I would have had to ‘windmill in’ ! 😉

Speaking of ‘windmilling in’ if I’d have been at Cheshire Oaks and heard Mr & Mrs Dousche Bag insulting Jamie I would not have been very happy at all and would have definitely said something…

Went to work and returned home at dinner to an empty house so did some more work on me new website www.phoenix-5.co.uk the rest of the afternoon was ok but when I left work Jamie was keen to go for a walk having had a nap since she returned home. We walked into town along the canal with Jack and it was a BEAUtiful evening and felt so good to just listen to the birds and look at the sun shimmer on the water.
Unfortunately Jamie gets tired quite quickly now she is so pregnant, so as always I am thinking of her welfare I suggested stopping for a rest at the half way point, which she said was a fantastic idea, so using the latest GPS technology and my local knowledge I worked out that the Kings Arms fell exactly halfway on our journey…! Once I\we had replenished fluids we continued on our way getting home at 19:45 to make the best burritto’s I have ever made.
Watched masterchef the final 3 The Final and both picked the winner ‘Drhuv!’ and both talked like we knew why because we’re such great cooks ourselves lol?
The reason Reagan doesn’t get talked about in me blog because apart from early this morning the branston’s have lightened if not almost stopped, but Jamie sits on the sofa encouraging her to move and smiles like a cheshire cat when she does. Tomorrow we go for another scan and to see our midwife and a consultant so there should be more news tomorrow!
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Being taught to breath…duh?

When I woke up this morning I was going to call today’s blog “Over my dead body” after again listening to Jamie have doubts over being able to stay in this country because we may have crossed an i or dotted a t giving the home office reason to refuse her ILR or application for dual citizenship in 12 months time? All I will say is with all the immigration issues going on in this country right now that no matter which government is running it then if they’re in anyway concerned with our situation they will not know what hit them…and if repatriation, deportation or EU regulations are even uttered it will not be my dead body Jamie will have to walk over first to get to the airport I’M JUST SAYING!!! So I’d like to think a happy, legal, tax paying, law abiding, anglo-american family would not even make a ripple on the immigration pond when we next visit Sheffield with our hard earned £1000+ for our next visa!

Off me soapbox now an Election was called today for the 6th May so Reagan maybe born in a labour majority but could live most of her formative years in another? Can’t say who I’ll be voting for but that can be decided when the parties lay down there election promises and which ones I think will fail to deliver the least?
The only other notable event today was Jamie’s Hypno Therapy Class, where she was taught how to breathe? Breathing was something I learned when that midwife back in April 1970 slapped me arse! Actually joking apart, it was really nice to experience and learn what she hopes to use during labour and to see where I can help. It made me really believe we are so close to becoming parents…and we want to be prepared for the moment as well as there days weeks months and years afterwards!
Hypno is just not for me personally but the room we were in did have really good light fitting in the ceiling it got me thinking that was the type I am going to have in the loft (on a dimmer switch) when I get around to finishing that project! May have to get back up there and get motivated again?
…breathe in…breathe out…breathe in…breathe out…yep I still got it after nearly 40 years!
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Cleaning while on me ‘oliday’s?

A lazy day planned and I began it with a HOT bath listening to Hits out of hell by meatloaf. Once I was completely relaxed I ventured downstairs for strong coffee made by Jamie earlier. She was fine this morning with no sign of Reagan at all and we chatted about our day and it was clear Jamie wanted to be active so we definitely had different ideas for our day.

Jamie disappeared to take her hot bath before setting about cleaning the house, I left to take Jack for a walk and get some fresh morning air. When I returned about an hour later Jamie was still in the bath so I settled onto the sofa to read the newspaper, and I have to say I found the perfect position sooo comfortable I was set for the foreseeable future.

When Jamie reapeared she began to hoover in the kitchen and clean which there was no way I could sit and listen to without helping so I went to the garage and grabbed the mop and bucket and set about the kitchen floor hoovering and mopping it while Jamie cleaned the skirting boards and doors . She moved into the living room cleaning and I followed with the hoover moving furniture to clean under them and once one end of the room was clear I shampooed the carpets and did the same to the end once that was done. We did the upstairs after and sat down about 3:30 really tired but thinking we had really bottomed out the cleaning.
Going to see me Dad as we promised was next on the agenda and although Jamie became increasingly uncomfortable with a few Branston’s she was able to let me dad feel Reagan moving which was one thing he REALLY wanted to do and I saw the excitement on his face when he felt her kick.
Having been busy we didn’t fancy cooking and Jamie had spoken of a craving for pizza Aaallllllll day so we ordered in a Dino’s Hot Spot with mushrooms and watched Gadget Show and Master Chef.
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Pulling the plug….possibly?

Easter Sunday and the plan was church, not what I would have chosen but I know Jamie gets a lot from it so I don’t mind going with her. Weather was OK so we walked there hoping to ‘walk her out!’ at every opportunity, the service wasn’t too bad and afterwards we went to a friends house for coffee where Jamie had one of the biggest signs yet that Reagan is close when she went to the toilet. She had said walking to their house that she had stabbing pains really low and was glowing when she said “I think we may be onto something” grinning as she returned from the loo.

We chatted for a little while then made are excuses and left to go to my mums house for dinner and to monitor the situation, unfortunately there didn’t seem to be any continuance which could indicate her waters had broken but certainly a step in the right direction. It certainly spooked me and although later Jamie insisted I go out as I usually do on a Sunday I returned from there in perfect shape to cope with all scenario’s…if you know what I mean?

Keeping in touch with her by text I was fully aware the pains had continued but didn’t increase at all. So when I got home and when I’d made a butty for tea we settled down to a night of Prison Break Series One with a big bowl of popcorn to go with it and the cat keeping the bump warm!
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Bellies in the sun!

Woke up to a wet pussy this morning, after fixing the broken window in the greenhouse Sasha had no refuge to hide in from the rain so when I let here in she was soaking wet?

After putting the coffee pot on I went back to bed while it dripped its loveliness for us to drink. Jamie was sad that the Branston’s had stopped and it looks like Reagan might not be an Easter baby but there’s still plenty of time!
Cleared the garage out last weekend and decided to take the trailer, containing the single bed from the old spare room (now Reagan’s room) down to the tip, today! I had finally remembered to get some “tip permits” which you have to have, if you pull a trailer onto the council tip! Now, last time I went there without a permit I was turned away, but this time the SAME bloke says when I offered him the permit he says “Ooooh you don’t need one of them for this size trailer?” This annoyed me, more than being turned away last time…if there’s a rule fair enough, if there isn’t, leave me alone arggghhh!

We went for a walk in the sunshine today it was fantastic and so much more pleasurable than yesterday when it rained. When the sun was out it was really warm like a summers day and Jamie was determined to make it to our favourite bench and sit for a while. along the way we saw the first butterflies of the year and stood in awe at a buzzard floating effortlessly on thermals. When we got there Jamie met up with another pregnant chick and they both sat in the sun relaxing….of coarse I was not there I went somewhere else and left them to it, although I did notice that the other girl’s pregnancy hormones had made her belly very hairy?

So hairy infact when I returned I took a photo of the two of them for the blog I think the other girl was at least 9 months pregnant and was ugly ooooh man I ain’t never seen an uglier woman with just the one head jeez she must have fellout of the ugly tree as a child and hit every branch on the way down.
Back home we made a butty for dinner and chilled in the sun until it went cool and Jamie went to lie down and I took Jack for another walk returning to make tea!
I have been writing a new website for a week or so now and this afternoon published it on the internet. Although it’s nowhere near the finished article you can see it at www.phoenix-5.co.uk it will become what I want it to be, over the next few weeks IF I HAVE TIME LOL!
So once tea was done and the washing up put away I returned to the living room to find her bawling her eyes out at Ghost…! Whilst watching it our favourite thing to do lately is to balance the remote on her belly and watch it wiggle and jiggle as Reagan kicks it…we could watch that all night!
Ok Jamie’s tears are really flowing now as Sam says I love you Molly and not Ditto….unfortunately I know you don’t get that chance, it just doesn’t happen like that! So you should always say things to each other as though you may never get another chance!
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Is it 37 weeks or 21days?

We are 37 weeks pregnant and full term today, and jus 21 days to go until our “due” date so we high fived this morning because after Kermie we thought we couldn’t imagine ever getting to this point so we were both really pleased and relieved. When we finally got up she found a lot of her bezzies from baby & bump are giving birth and she’s sooo jealous. So we decided to try and walk Reagan out with a brisk’ish walk around Brereton sand quarry where we took the “MySpace” pic.

As usual bank holiday weather is just awful and we did get a bit wet and cold but it was a lovely walk, talking about being cold we put the heating back this morning for a couple of hours because our house was actually colder than it was outside and it was stupid to sit shivering in doors.
Checked the cars oil first thing as it does seem to be smoking sometimes when you accelerate and that can’t be good. Oil was fine but I have no idea what else to do but we are members of the AA (Automobile Association not Alcoholics Anonymous) who can rescue us roadside if need be and the car is due for and MOT soon so I will get them to check it then?
Sasha wanted to stay in last night so the mouse population was safe for a while but when I saw this image I just thought “Jaaaaaack Nooooo!”
Fortunately they were both just taking advantage of the fire, and there hadn’t been a bad muuuurder Phew!
A thought went through me head tonight Do I need to change? Do I want Reagan to be like me or do I want her to be different? Suppose I just want the best for her and for her to take the best things from me and to ignore my bad bits but know I probably couldn’t change anyway but hope my ‘bad bits’ aren’t too bad anyway?
Yay, I have three more days off and really wish we could spend one of them in Leighton Hospital…preferably maternity ward giving birth! So we walked trying to make that happen, we had chilli for tea another “it’s supposed induce labour” theory…I like that one I also like the “what got you into this predicament” will induce labour 😀 too!!!
I need to go now, apparently we’re going to try and induce labour one more time before we go to bed…I’ll let you decide if I mean another bowl of chilli or….?
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