Oh yeah baby

So today was mucho better-o.
I was at a childrens centre with the community midwives and I got to see what happens, When Where and Why. I got to label bloods, and I nearly took blood but there wasnt another woman who needed her blood taking so that was a moo point.

The girls who were 'teaching' me were so nice and welcoming unlike that bitch face from last week. The only crap bits were having to be there at 8am and it being too cold in the office that I downed 3 cups of tea and a watery hot chocolate (ick).
But its so amazing, hearing the heartbeat, feeling the belly, watching it move. It makes me realise how I didnt pay much attention to when I was knocked up. I don't really remember itching much or having sharp shooting pains. Most of the first time mums that came through today had so many questions, whereas me...well I think I was still in denial until he was plonked on my chest 40 weeks later.
*Note to self - pay more attention if and when you get preggers again*
The people that come through there are so different. Some came with partners, some alone and some with babies.One woman was on her 6th child, I was envious hehehe.

My mind did wonder a few times though. Because Ive been sexless since March I was wondering how some of these women got knocked up in the first place. Some looked so timid and one woman was as hairy as a yeti (gave me hope, if hairy Mary can get some action, it cant be long for me!!)

I'm looking forward to what tomorrow brings and hopefully I'll get to take some blood too...Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

Shadow you, shadow me.

So it's been my first 2 days in DAU (Day Assessment Unit, checking heavily pregnant women's blood pressure, urine and pulse).

I'm supposed to be 'shadowing' a worker (lets call her BYOTCH because she's p'd me off that much) to find out what happens on a daily basis and what to do about it. She's supposed to tell me what to do and she doesn't (or hasn't). She wonders off and does her own thing. None of them (there are about 4 midwives in the DAU) are including me. They keep talking all of this medical jargon and not telling me what they mean, so Im sitting there like a dumb blonde (sorry to all dumb blondes reading this) doing diddly squat! Actually I have been putting columns in a book...yeah...for next year!!!

SO I did a bad thing. I got my cousin and my friend to call me and say my little one is unwell and I have to go and get him. I couldnt stay there anymore. I know its bad and I crossed my fingers while I was on the phone and lying through my teeth but I thought Im not getting shown anything so I may aswell go home and clean my house.
I managed to leave at 10.30 and Im not going back tomorrow either.

Hopefully next week when Im shadowing another midwife at peoples houses, it'll be better.

Been so long...

Hellllllllo!

Long time no write, again...sorry. I've had car drama again and it was slowly driving me to distraction.

Over the past year I feel I've matured (haha yeah right). Things and situations dont get to me as much or as quickly as they used to. I dont fly off the handle just as easily anymore either. And my mum finds that quite weird. All this car shizzle has got her more angry than me. But it's cool, its only a car. Its costing me loadsa money and lots of waiting around but I can deal. Amazingly enough I didnt think I'd be this calm after being in my own transport for a while and then having to go back to the Oyster

I've wanted my own car for ages and when I finally passed my test I thought it'd be easy. But NO!!!! I got a car (silver vauxhall corsa, love of my life) for 3 weeks it broke down after a week of driving it, then I got it up and running again and then I crashed it! *crash bang wallop*
THEN I got another corsa (green, fresh from the mechanic...apparently) and that broke down on Friday (just gone 16th).
So now I have to find £100 to get it fixed.
But I will not be beaten.
My mum is wondering why I'm so calm and not cussing up a storm and I wonder myself....'Where has the old lili gone? Why aren't I cussing and throwing stuff and being all woe is me??? Well I have NO idea either. Maybe I cant be assed to have another hissy fit or maybe someone's slipping me valium in my morning coffee, I dont know.
All I know is...IT'S.NOT.THAT.BAD....and I'm never buying a corsa again!!