If you are reading this, I have logged off for a while..
NEWS JUST IN – JACQUI FINALLY POPS! GORGEOUS BABY GIRL BORN ON CHRISTMAS EVE.
I’ve seen the pictures – she’s Jacqui with massive cheeks. Divine. I’m afraid the epidural plan didn’t go quite to plan but no doubt she’ll be able to get some good gags out of it when she’s repressed the memories… From all of us at ODYTM (that would be me), lots of love and congrats to Jac and the Spaniard. x
And here is something she prepared the day before….
If you are reading this I am in hospital or looking after a newborn child. Oooh, that felt JUST like a line from a Murder, She Wrote. If I wasn’t feeling so completely haggard (and I say that writing this BEFORE labour) I’d do a video blog so that it could be just like one of those episodes where the family are sitting around watching a video that starts “if you are watching this I have been murdered”. Obviously with somewhat less drama. While labour may feel like murder it isn’t quite, especially if the epidural administration goes according to plan this time. But alas I am not prepared to let anyone see the fantastical proportions that (what I hope) is water retention has added to my face. If it’s not water retention, the cookie eating regime has quite suddenly decided to make itself noticed. Either way it’s not good. So no video. Also, I’m not sure, because I’ve never really tested it, but I think perhaps I can’t act. So I probably couldn’t pull off the appropriate level of mock seriousness for the “If you are watching this..” video.
Anyway, now that we can presume that the baby has arrived, I’m taking myself out of blogging action for the next few months. Apart from the fact that I can barely commit to a daily shower during the newborn stage (and this time there is an 18 month toddler in tow), let alone a weekly post, what’s more important is that I couldn’t bear to bore you with the daily details of the house confined and culturally limited – while the first newborn experience may be a haze I do very clearly recall limited contact with the outside world, newspapers or any form of popular culture. The life of the mother of a newborn child doesn’t generally make for compelling reading. So I’ll spare you.
But think of me, occasionally unwashed, frequently sleep deprived, always sporting baby vomit somewhere, and I look forward to getting back in touch in a few months.
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year everyone!