Exactly one week to go now until D-date. There is a nice calm in our lives at the moment- calm before the storm perhaps?
The pram shenanigans came to a head on Saturday. After calling and calling the past week (their phone doesn't accept incoming calls) we decided to pay the shop a visit. It was shuttered - a bad sign. Some investigating with the next doors shop and it seems they are still open, but very erratically and clearly not today. I suspect they are going bust. Damn them, they've taken my £50 deposit - they're stealing from my kid!!
So anyway, we traipsied off yet again to Mothercare and bought the Inglesina - which was the original one we were gonna get in the first place - only it is now £50 cheaper! So I guess I haven't lost any money really.
It's great, one pull of a handle and click, it opens up into a full on buggy. One pull of a handle and shazam, it collapses back into a mini-golf bag which stands-up vertically. The only problem is that the car seat doesn't fit our back seats, only the front passenger seat.
Last night when I placed my ear close to Cat's belly, I swear I could hear the baby's heart beat. It's very fast. I thought I could also hear her move around - it soundz kind of like dunking your head under the bath and then moving the water with your hands or feet. I could also hear another sound, a regular heart-beat-like whooshing. This I assume ot be Cat's blood supply into the placenta. An incredibly strong and pulsating sound, different to listening to a normal heartbeat. I apologised to Cat for making her my personal biology experiment, but she seemed to take delight in my delight.
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