I also want to announce that I really DO NOT like braxton hix this late in the pregnancy! Its almost like the inverse of an orgasm!!!! Want something real! Want something, possibly more painful, but with the promise of a result!
Yesterday it started to rain real hard around five pm, and we watched the landscape disappear. Then PANIC! Rain was coming in the windows!! We had opened them all up because it was so humid I was dying, but it was hotter inside than out, and the rain was coming in so throroughly I couldn't have done a better job with a bucket thrown directly at the open windows! So Michael and I tear around the house shutting every window, and then we had to find all the door snakes and put then at the bottom of all the exterior doors because the rain was still coming in fiercly from there!! And then I had to hang up to dry anything unfortunate enough to be infront of the door, like the bassinet, for instance (There is a picture of our back door with the bassinet in front of it here in the comments), but in the end it was all good, and the children, after watching and listening facinated to the thunder of the rain and the alien landscape, soon got bored and moved on.
Later, during Bible reading, the children and I were trying to listen to Daddy read when the lightening and thunder hit us, and then it was a fresh scramble for Michael and me to shut off the computers and any electrical device that wasn't needed, then we all moved away from the windows, and attempted to proceed. Daddy read, and Mummy and children watched lightening flash every few seconds. It had pretty much died down 45 minutes later, when the children were rolled into bed, but it was an awesome sight!
Today has been an almost constant rain, but not the down poor of yesterday. Poor Gaspode went without his walk, because I refused to walk him in the rain (I'm so mean!) and I've pretty much let the children run wild to keep their energy levels at a minimum, (and its worked!), while Daddy fixed the sky light, (and consequently the ceiling, see here), and later spent the after noon trying to fix the toilet, which had a horrible leak down the back, but didn't want to be fixed!!
I am now getting ready to put the children to bed because Daddy is still speaking to the toilet, and after that he needs to wash the poor wee doggie, who is afflicted with his fleas, and then, after his shower, he has to call his Mum and let her know everything is okay, because she called yesterday in the middle of the thunderstorm, and I had to cut our conversation short.
We never got snow, but over the weekend it got real cold! I mean, say yesterday for example, it went down to 10 degrees, the during the day only topped 16, and then last night it went down to 8!! Not the sort of weather I'd expect during summer, lol!
Eh, I considered early on in the piece to teach my children something like that, but it fell flat because i myself have an extreemly healthy respect for them due to a friends windows being blown out by lightning, and a relatives ear being sent deaf when they were talking on the phone during thunder and the line got hit! But I must say I admire you for being so cool about it, and I honestly wish I could be more like you in this respect.
I want to be not teased (by bubby) anymore!!!! But I fear I am already too big to harbour any hope of having baby naturally now.
No we don't need rain here, but say about 40 k's away they do, and I'm pretty sure this rain has covered all over.
Gaspode is currently complaining that it is cold (even though it is still so warm that the children are all only asleep under sheets!!), but I'm sure he'll settle down when he's properly dried out.
I'm alright, I have five brothers and a Dad who are much worse than this, lol! I enjoyed the fun :) But I will never say no to hugs! Do you ever think of hugs in terms of a smell? Like say for instance, My Mum's hugs smell clean, like hand cream. And my Mother in Laws smell fresh, like tea tree oil. Michael has his own smell which I cannot describe beyond saying it is not unpleasant, but wholy his own, lol!
Gaspode is currently complaining that it is cold (even though it is still so warm that the children are all only asleep under sheets!!), but I'm sure he'll settle down when he's properly dried out.
I'm alright, I have five brothers and a Dad who are much worse than this, lol! I enjoyed the fun :) But I will never say no to hugs! Do you ever think of hugs in terms of a smell? Like say for instance, My Mum's hugs smell clean, like hand cream. And my Mother in Laws smell fresh, like tea tree oil. Michael has his own smell which I cannot describe beyond saying it is not unpleasant, but wholy his own, lol!
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