Saturday, 30 August 2008

The Trans-Pregnancy Express keeps on rolling!

As of yesterday, Friday the 29th, the 3 week mark has been eclipsed and we are staring down the barrel of a fortnight until due date. Another week at school this week was matched only by a busy social calendar and also the last of our 'preparing to be parents' meetings.
After hiking 15 kms the Friday before, I was surprised that the children actually came back on Monday, in fact they were all there! I guess I'll have to get rid of them some other way! This years 6th Graders are a pleasant mix, but also a little silly and giggly, I guess there could be worse traits. They work hard and seem to be very enthusiastic to impress, and they laugh at my jokes which is always nice (and compulsory). The weather this week was a little chilly and our gym lessons are seeming more and more likely to move inside earlier than usual. Athletics day is on Friday so here's hoping we're on track for London 2012. I have a fore arm strengthener which is in heavy rotation, which the kids love as they can't even close it with two hands. The chin up bar that we put up in the fire door frame is up every chance the boys get, but some get no closer to the elusive 1 chin up, but in their weekly journals their goals revolve around sit ups, push ups or chin at least I have made some impact!?! Hilarious.
The Parent Prepping meeting this week was as equally informative and exciting as last week our now very eccentric speaker went through absolutely everything you will ever need to know about the actual delivery from Step 1 right through to Step Baby!!!  A very fun and at times, self affirming evening, with Sara and I well prepared this time round with fruit, water and even a little candy to keep the sugar cravings at bay...mine not Sara's. It truly is amazing how many things she can put in her handbag. 
Thursday and Friday were here and gone with no real dramas, although Jessica did come over on Thursday night and we chatted about babies, and we also played one of the most fun but equally hard to win board games ever The Baby Name Game. Please write to us with your suggestions asap otherwise we may just have to name him after the taxi driver, Robert DeNiro's character from Taxi Driver, or Number 16 Bus Shelter or Talulah does the hula in Hawaii (legal issues pending). Richie Rich came over on Friday night, not the actual Richie Rich just someone with much less money, who does not live in a mansion or drive a fancy car, but just so happens to be called Richard, although he did show up in a splendid pair of cycling tights which did go up to his shoulders (no exaggerations!). Richard was terrible at the The Baby Name Game so after he'd had a massive meal and helped us chill out as only Rich can, he was off on his bike.
Saturday was here and we drove down to the South of Stockholm to pick up a Baby changing table for a silly cheap price. I half expected there to be a glass dome over this table with a huge array of tubes and a massive control board, where you could actually "change a baby". So after getting there and being a little disappointed it was a wooden table/shelving unit. We agreed we would buy it so the next job was getting it in the car. Well after 20 minutes and many different positions, seats out, seats front, boot up, table in pieces etc we decided to go for in the boot with the boot open, secured by two power cords complete with plugs on the ends, aquired from a nearby rubbish room! What a sight driving down the E4 with this unit sticking out the back, heading for the storage. The storage was I mean FULL! But we somehow managed to arrange the dining chairs in a 6 way twisting spire which now reaches a good 4 metres off the ground...Gustave Eiffel would have been proud. The table went in, the microwave back on top of the bikes and the door was shut...end of story.  We then decided to go to Willy's, a cheaper variety of supermarket close to the storage facility. We bought quite alot and as we were driving back to the city we realised we didn't actually want the car in the city this weekend so we parked the car in our old street as we have done since returning from NZ, and took the train. What I have failed to mention here is that Sara and I didn't 'buy' any grocery bags and we took the baskets to load the food into our car. When that time came we actually just borrowed the baskets and placed them in the boot. Now we were riding a train through the centre of town with Sara carrying two bags and my skateboard, and me carrying two bright red stolen baskets full of food! So the Trans Pregnancy express kept on rollin'.
That was the week that was...

1 comment:

rich said...

Geez, I must really have been tired on Friday as I didn't even notice The Baby Name Game out on the table... thanks for the fruit and yoghurt though!