When I Grow Up

I want to be Kate Hudson.

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Losing

I'm losing my blogo.

Lufflump is not going to bed until stupid o'clock which means that I don't have any 'me' or 'we' time at night to be lazy, blog or watch inappropriate movies. 

Mothers, did your toddler do this; have their usual midday nap (two hours) then stay up way past their bed times (like to ten or eleven pm)? What did you do? I've tried dropping his midday nap or at least shortening it but he is so cranky and falls asleep on the floor. Last night I had enough and spent an hour getting him to sleep but I missed The Block and that can't happen again. HELP!

He seriously can sleep anywhere

I'm also stuck on what to write about. I went through my blog to give a post to someone so they could use it as a guest post on their blog and you know what!? There isn't much on here. So now I'm thinking, what did I post on here before? Am I really a blogger? What is a blogger?

So I need some time out. Not a week or anything but I think that I will have weekends off. So now I blog Monday to Friday. I think that will help as I'm not feeling so pressured.

Oh and I quit uni. Well, not really. I did my mid-term exam and only got 50%. I know I should be happy that I passed but bleh. I'm just not into it. I've decided to sit this unit out. Organisational Psychology is boring. No offence to organisational psychologists but I'd rather sit next to a bank manager at a dinner party than you. If you are an OP please change my mind and tell me how the hell you managed to study such a boring subject.

Seeing as it's a weekend now I will post this to say that I will no longer be posting on a weekend. That may change in the distant future but right now this is my new routine.

Puffer Vest Polly

Oh this weeks Polyvore challenge is one that has my heart. 

The wonderful Mrs Woog from Woogsworld has gotten me obsessed with taking photos of women wearing puffer vests.

This woman was really snobby too

Yes, I hate puffer vests. On babies and kids they are cute, once you are over the age of ten it's a no. 


I want bumper stickers saying 'Say No to Puffer Vests'. Would you buy one?

The rare orange puffer vest

Puffer Vest Polly by Tutu Ames

Wanna play along? It's fun, a little bit mean (limitless, free credit card anyone?), perfect procrastination and if you are anything like me you won't be able to stop at just one!

Check out other Polly Dollies at Danimezza. While you're there check out Danimezza's other posts. She is one happening woman!

Sesame - Five Weeks

Today we went to have our dating scan of Sesame. 

Before I go on I'm going to bitch about that full bladder crap we have to go through. You'd think some woman would have peed herself during an ultrasound and dedicated her life to finding a way to have an ultrasound without a full bladder. I peed on the side of the road in Katherine (behind a stick as there were no trees) and still had a full bladder when I arrived at the hospital half an hour later. In fact I was told my bladder was almost too full.

Please some woman (not me) pee during an ultrasound and dedicate your life to finding an alternative to having a full bladder during a normal ultrasound.

I predicted seven weeks based on the first date of my last period (what the hell!?) so we were excited to be able to see the heartbeat and embryo of our little Sesame. Unfortunately, my calculations were wrong (suck that doctors weird ass timing) and Sesame is only about five weeks so we couldn't see the embryo. 

I had the normal ultrasound and an internal (my first) but we still couldn't see anything but the sac, yolk sac and the fact I'm pregnant. The ultrasound guy (technical term) said everything was normal and we booked in to go back on Monday 11th July. 

Lufflump's first scan - ancient technology

It means that I was only two weeks pregnant when I changed medication and somehow knew I was pregnant. I was just over four weeks when I took the test and wrote this post. It's amazing how much more in tuned with my body I am this time around. 

Why the belly though? It explains the lack of boobs but my stomach is growing so fast. It's one reason why I was so sure I was seven plus weeks. I guess my body just knows to prepare itself earlier. Eleven weeks earlier. Why don't my boobs know? Come on boobs!

I was disappointed to say the least. I was excited, now I'm a little bit worried.

Zoey at Good Goog conveniently tweeted this post especially for me coincidentally when I was starting this post (titled six weeks though). I think she read my (future) mind when she typed: "First time around I never for a minute thought anything would be wrong. Second time around I’m a lot more nervy." How did you do that Zoey? It's so true though, I'm more worried this time around. Is it because I know more this time or I know what could go wrong or my anxiety? Whatever it is it annoys me. I'd much rather enjoy this early time of pregnancy I didn't know to experience last time.

New Pants!!

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