Archive for September, 2009


September 30, 2009


I’ve not hatched yet but I did get to graduate!

1 week to go…

September 19, 2009

I have not yet hatched. Any tips on hurrying this up gratefully recieved. Meanwhile at Shep Towers we’ve been busy playing with all the baby junk. Here is Shep, practising….


baby carrier



bum cover

So as you can see, if I give birth to a build a bear we’re totally prepared!

Well I’ll be damned..

September 15, 2009

I got a 2:1!

Up the creek and through the mill

September 10, 2009

No, firstly, I haven’t had the baby yet. She’s still allegedly got another 2 weeks to cook. I’ve been quiet lately due to being holed up in Teignmouth with the mother since Shep is STILL away and I can’t really be home alone this close to hatching date. Also I am feeling a bit reluctant to invite contact with a good few people right now, hence low facebook activity. But thats another rant.
The last few weeks of my degree stuff were arduous to say the least and did involve several meltdowns due to evil stomach infection the week of my last exam and me throwing up over the kitchen sink about an hour prior to said exam. not fun and mentally well, a bit too much for me. I don’t have my progression results yet. If I can graduate this year then great but if I can’t, no one can say I didn’t bloody well try – which is more than can be said for a few other people I know – see above. Grrrrr.

Meanwhile I have been having a lovely time at chez mama. Mostly we have been collecting up random baby things from charity shops and hospital bag things from random shops around here. I have begun collecting Beatrix Potter books from said charity shops – I now have 8! Yes, I know I could just buy a set but this has amused me plus I don’t want my daughter to be overly precious about new/fancy things. She has also aquired a v cool black and white velour all in one to make her look like a cat for £1.75 from Cancer Research.

Apart from that I have mostly been idling along the beach and eating ice creams and generally resting and hugging the cats. The baby has been busy doing her pointy baby dance at all hours.