I didn't think any-one was going to read this thing. Primarily I was writing it so that I could remember what it was all like when I'm the mother of a 3 year old and wondering what the hell I was thinking in the first place.
Secondly I had an idea that maybe Trogdor could flick through it at some point and find out that I haven't been who ever the hell I turn out to be all my life.
Seriously though, it surprises me every time some one mentions something I wrote in the blog. There's the momentary confusion of 'hang on, how did you know that?' before I realise - oh yes. The blog. (Which I always think of us Mumtotrogdor blog not 9 Months of etc. Stupid name. I wonder if it's too late to change it?)
So, just to get things straight - I am completely appreciative of, and indebted to, any one who has been excited and happy for us. Friends have sent us flowers, given hugs, phoned us, written e-mails and even read through this blog. 20 minutes after I wrote the stalking entry a friend rang from Japan (from Japan!) to make sure I was ok. People have offered to help with the baby shower, assist in moving house, make frozen meals after the birth and even drop off biscuits during the birth (hopefully I can score some of Tyd's shortbread that way. That stuff is seriously addictive).
I can't explain how important all the support we have received has been to me. That no one has said 'you're going to be a mother - are you kidding?' has meant a great deal.
I am immensely flattered that when people who know me hear me making comments about drinking at Trogdor's baptism, or using my child to get preferential treatment at U2 concerts, they give me the benefit of the doubt and laugh with me (or at least haven't called DOCS yet).
Sometimes I get a bit weepy thinking about how lucky I am and I haven't even started on the man himself yet - the fabulous Spidermonkey.
So yes, while random people can annoy (recent prize winner "You shouldn't drink coffee while you're pregnant. My mum drank coffee all the time when she was pregnant with me and she couldn't sleep"), books can patronize ("As soon as you suspect you're pregnant see a doctor immediately") and websites can baffle ("Make a nappy out of a bamboo flat with a booster") I wouldn't swap the people in my life for all the bamboo flats with boosters in the world (whatever they are).
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Is this pregnancy hormones kicking in? Either way, we love you too, and are looking forward to meeting trogdor and watching them grow into the charming little terror we all know they will be. :D
Oh hell yes. I have pregnancy hormones zinging through my body at the moment. It's kind of fun in a sort of spacey- slightly-removed-with-periods-of-intense-
annoyance sort of way.
It's a lot like taking cold and flu tablets that are a few years out of date actually.
Funny you should mention the shortbread...there is a batch of it cooling on the kitchen bench as I type this. I guess I'll be bringing some of those over with the frozen meals too :)
Hello. I am said person reading your blog! I think its fab so I'll delurk! I'm very much looking forward to meeting bubba and just wanted to put in an offer of a frozen meal or three too.
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