Waiting for the baby (not ours)

Whirling Dervish could, possibly, be a big sister today, or shortly after.

Her Mum is going in to have, as far as my understanding of all things natal goes, be popped.

This week I have learned the term ‘stretch and sweep’. Really? They do that? Continue reading

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Our plans? Of course they don’t matter (rant alert).

What was I JUST saying about the benefit of anonymous blogging in case I need to rant?

Well….

We’re all starting to make plans for the festive period, which I know will only be pencilled in (this makes the control freak in me twitch) as the coming of Whirling Dervish’s baby brother will keep things fluid.

Still, we had planned to head to Devon for a day to see family including Husband’s sister, all with Whirling Dervish.

Text from WD’s Mum yesterday – Her sister is coming to visit, so Whirling Dervish won’t be able to come with us.

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Now wait an f-ing minute! Continue reading

Poorly sick girl wants her Mummy (phew).

Whirling Dervish has caught a D&V bug off her Granddad (who was very poorly at the weekend).

The poor little mite gets very distressed when she’s actually sick, so I feel very very sorry for her.

That said, I’m an evil stepmother as very relieved that her Mum is on maternity leave at the moment, so can look after her, rather than Husband or I having her at ours and staying home with her.

Doubly evil stepmother/ second wife, as WD’s Mum is three weeks off her due date!

I do genuinely hope she doesn’t get it too. Continue reading

Ex-wife Etiquette

My relationship with Whirling Dervish’s (WD) Mum has been a very weird evolution.

When we first ‘met’ I had been seeing New Husband for a few months and was in the car when we dropped Whirling Dervish home.

New Husband didn’t introduce us there and then so we just didn’t acknowledge each other.

We must have spent the best part of two years acting like we were separate planes of existence. It was bizarre; we would talk ‘through’ New Husband or Whirling Dervish, but we might as well have been on different ends of the light spectrum to each other when in person. Continue reading