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Slump. [Jul. 16th, 2008|12:12 pm]
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[Chunes |Rose Red - Emilie Autumn]

I'm feeling physically rather... well, slumped. I have a TMA that I keep putting off and I really need to do it. It's 1000 words for pete's sake! It's in the book!

Another thing is my slumping shoulders are causing me real constination, more than ever. Maybe because now it's the first time I've noticed them really. I was lying in bed, the mirrored wardrobe next to me and I saw it and it freaked me out something wicked. Mum's been going on at me for ages about them and, yeah, I believed her. I guess. Well, I took her word for it, but didn't think it was a big deal because no one points it out to me (Mum aside) and it never caused me problems before. Now that I've seen it, it scares me. I'm already flabby, spotty and periody (Jesus I'm fourteen again!), but hump backed as well? Fucking hell.
Well, I turn over a new leaf! Oh yes! I'm keeping my shoulders back (Mike told me it makes my boobs look bigger, so now he's on the case at me about my back so he gets the full surround boob experience) and I'm going to do something about my terrible lack of organisation and procrastination...

Also, I'm so happy to see Dark Knight's got good reviews, after the slump in quality blockbusters lately and generally rubbish sequals (I'm still smarting from Pirates, Spiderman, X-men, Matrix, Star Wars...) it's nice to see it's a good 'un. Plus it's great to see Heath Ledger getting praise for his performance. I'll hold my hands up and say I'm one of the one's who cried out 'WHAT THE HELL?!' when I heard about his casting as the Joker. I'd always thought of him as your standard Hollywood acting beefcake fare (and I was banking on Vincent Cassell), but he is apparently showing a new side of himself as the Joker. Shame he won't get a chance to expand his career in a different direction.

I've already booked off babysitting time to see it. YAY!

In Milly related news, she's still recovering from a stinking cold, but she's staying cheerful. She's learnt to tantrum now. If I stop her doing what she wants (like, say, climbing up the sofa and leaning out of the open window to a 20ft drop below) she stamps her feet, screams, cries and starts hitting her head against stuff. I'll repeat that. SHE HITS HER OWN HEAD AGAINST STUFF. Sometimes the floor, the walls and bookshelves. What the hell am I supposed to do? I have to stop her doing that, but I'm supposed to ignore her when she's throwing a hissy!
Other than that, she's a sweetie, she loves reading (a relief, I couldn't get on with someone who doesn't like books), strawberries and chocolate, Shaun the Sheep, computers and her various family members.
Sleep isn't her favourite passtime, but we put that down to her being extremely clever.
I know all parents think their children are geniuses, but mine is. Seriously! She's really blimmin' clever at least!
Cleverer than most babies in Clacton anyway. Those Omega 3 suppliments I took when I was pregnant did the trick then. Good thing to because they were bloody extortinate! Still, we do what we can for our children.

I need to do more excersise. On my way home from work I'll pop into Sidcup Leisure Centre and look for classes. Or a gym. Classes would be cheaper. Actually, I bought a second hand iPod recently, which means I could go to the gym and not be subjected to that bloody awful chavvy crap that gets pumped out. I'm unlikely to find a gym that plays Kate Bush.

Anyway, it's good night from me!
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TARDIS TAN - Bigger on the inside [Jun. 24th, 2008|01:14 pm]
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[Current Location |Work.. tehe.]
[Chunes |Kelly Roland - Work It (Freemason's Remix)]

Please form an orderly lynch mob...Collapse )
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(no subject) [Mar. 1st, 2008|04:33 pm]
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[Chunes |Procol Harum - Salty Dog]

It's been an odd couple of months really.
My ickle pickle baby is now a toddler, more or less. She's getting up to toddler like shenanigans that's for sure. She gets into a right mardy when I stop her doing dangerous stuff like sticking her finger in plug sockets. Apparently preventing electrocution is a violation of her right to freedom of expression. She's also standing up! Still a bit wobbly, but she can stand for a long time and she walks with help! Yay! See; my child is a freakin' genius.
The last week I've had a horrible cold, temperature, cough, sore throat (I sound like Davros in the mornings, seriously!) and runny nose. It's taking me longer to recover since, not only am I looking after a thrill seeking ten month old, but I'm also working TWO jobs, doing an Open university course and a Masters. Am I mental? Probably.

But yes! I finally have a new job! I'm doing a temporary job at Rose Bruford College as a Marketing Assistant. It's mainly office dogs bodying, but I love it. It's great knowing I'm actually bringing home enough money to live on. FINALLY! It's still not completely secure, but at least it's helping me relax at little. My line manager, Jackie, is lovely. As is my fellow office bird Di. Di's off to Chattanooga for a conference, so me and Jackie have had to run around getting stuff ready for it. It's mainly meant me packing crap into boxes, but I did enjoy it. It's job satisfaction. So there.
I'm still working at the Argyll, since I'm actually staying there. The Marketing Assistant job is only till December, so I can't leave the Argyll yet. Meh. I'm feeling philosophical about that place. I'm not exactly shit-keen to stay there till I retire, but it's just a solid way of getting the money in. Not much money, but some.

The Masters is going well, I'm actually good at it! Hurrah! It's bloomin' hard work though. I've got an essay due in the week after next. 3000 words. Groan. Still, I like researching and writing essays, so I'm not too phased.

Now if only I could shake this cough, I sound like I'm on fifty cigarettes a day! It's not fair! I'm the one who DOESN'T smoke.

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Just a quick note... [Nov. 14th, 2007|07:56 pm]
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[Chunes |Kate Bush - Sensual World]

Well, it's been interesting lately. Firstly, I have found out something that is virtually making me wet my pants with excitement; KATE BUSH IS DOING A SONG FOR THE GOLDEN COMPASS MOVIE! Now if it only weren't being directed by Chris Feckin' Weitz (he directed About a Boy! What the hell does he know?!) and starring Nicole Kidman. Jesus H Christ. But it cheers me to know that the Catholics are going to boycott it. Good. I'd have lost all faith in the project if they weren't.

And.. what else? Oh yeah, one minor thing...


Okay, I got this excited about the Paramount Comedy job and ended up embarrassing meself, but I might actually be in with a chance this time. Hopefully.

Night all, my daughter is attempting to eat her old Moses basket and will soon head for the radiator.
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She walks softly and carries a big gun [Sep. 28th, 2007|04:37 pm]
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Holy crap.
It's been a while huh? Well, apart from watching my tiny baby grow into a slightly bigger baby and lose most of her hair, things have been pretty up in the air!
Milly's now on solid- well, mush strictly speaking, but she seems to lean more towards fruity things, a chip off the old block really. She's pretty big now and utterly adorable! I love her various expressions, which range from puzzled to big, cheesy toothless smile. She'll be six months on October the 7th, which will mean the breastfeeding will stop once and for all. I'm going to miss it, yeah it was a pain sometimes, but... it made me feel really connected to her. I mean, at one point we were really connected and I wonder whether we will ever really be that close again? It's odd, it must just me being a paranoid mum. Still, no matter how old she gets, she'll always by my ickle tiny baby.

I turned 23 last week, which was odd. I don't know how a 23 year old is supposed to feel, but I don't feel it yet. The fact that I'm close to being a quarter of a century old has not escaped my notice thanks very much.
I also struggled into a pair of jeans that were once too small, which means I've dropped two sizes in six months! Hurrah! I've still got a hidious blobby tummy and my stretch marks haven't gone, but never mind.
I've got engaged to Mike! YAY! Cheapo wedding! We'll get married when we can damn well afford it, we're having a reception service and then a handfasting, since Mike's pagan. Me? I'm not too fussed about the whole thing, as long as I get a really nice dress and get done up for once and my brother is the DJ at the reception. Oh and a honeymoon in Japan. That'd be nice. As always, it's a question of money.
Then there's the finishing of college and the subsequent job hunt, I need money more than ever now that I have a financial dependent.
I'm a little annoyed that I've only realised how much I don't like design once I was about three quarters through my degree. I've been really struggling to get my work done on time, but it shouldn't be a struggle, it should be something I can't wait to start and get stuck into, but it's occured to me that throughout doing art and design, no matter how hard I work to begin with I always lose interest and end up grinding to a hault and doing something else.
It was when I got really good marks on my Open University course (D318 Media, Culture and Identities) TMAs (76, 89, 90) I started to realise that what I'm really good at and what I should have been doing these last three years is media/cultural studies. Still, if I hadn't done art and design, I wouldn't have got with Mike and wouldn't have had Milly, so there you go.
But I don't feel like I've wasted my time, I've learnt about some really useful software and got some really good contacts and oppertunities from my college, plus having a Ravensbourne degree is always a good thing. I could still get runner work from most studios or production companies using my degree and that's the kind of work I'd like. Either that or being a school technician, the money's not brilliant but the experience would be good. Plus I'll get school hours which means school holidays to pursue more work experience and temporary runner work!
And... I GOT WORK EXPERIENCE AT THE BBC! BOO-YAH! I'm already half way through actually. It's mainly involved logging and transcribing stuff so far, but I'll be hopefully going on a shoot next week. This will be a real feather in my cap when applying for jobs, not least because I had to complete a health and safety course. I'd love to do runner work here, but we'll have to see.

Blimey I'm tired. You never realise just how amazing a full night's sleep is until you stop having them... I do miss it, but everytime I look at that smiling, gurling face it doesn't matter too much (even when I do end up falling asleep during most films that fail to capture my attention enough!)
Here's a thing.
I've grown up... more or less.
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Isn't she lovely? [Apr. 13th, 2007|07:22 pm]
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[Chunes |The soothing sound of my sleeping baby...]

So... I just had a baby...

It all began on Saturday morning, she was already five days overdue and I was beginning to think I'd have to wait for a couple of weeks yet, but Milly had other ideas. Me waters broke at about four in the morning, I was all planned to go to Clacton maternity ward, but as it turned out, because the waters had a green tinge, I had to go to Colchester instead. It meant the baby was in distress and I needed to be monitored by Doctors, so this did nothing to help my panic.
I had wanted to keep the birth as natural as possible, but since I had to be monitored and have various bits of electrical kits attached I was not allowed a water birth and I had stupidly assumed that the hospital would have a TENS machine there... yeah, should've hired me one of those. Damn.
I started on gas and air, which is basically oxygen mixed in with other stuff, as my contractions really started to kick in. For girls who've never had a contraction; imagine the worse period pains you ever had, concentrated into one minute bursts whilst being punched in the stomach. The gas and air helped for a while, it made me giddy and giggly for a bit, but as they started to be about five minutes apart I gave in, after some considerably awful contractions I asked for drugs.
I wanted to get the least potent drugs, but they didn't have 'em, so I opted for the most powerful stuff; pethidine. It did help between contractions, but did bugger all for the actual contractions. It made me sleepy and incomprehensible, I remember hallucinating that people were talking to me in German and that I was ice skating to The Blue Debut Waltz (don't ask) and there were times when I forgot where I was and what I was doing.
Yeah, I won't lie, it hurt like the blazes.
But it was worth it.
She arrived perfectly healthy, if a bit pale, at about four in the afternoon at 8lb 1oz. It turned out that she had her umbilical cord wrapped around her neck three times! It's pretty common for the baby to have the cord around it's neck, but it did make her panic so that's why my waters were slightly green.
Looking at her now, she's lovely and pink, healthy and fairly co-operative as babies go, it's hard to believe I was carrying her around in my tummy! Even more hard to believe I gave birth to her. I've had a few sleepless nights and had a few weepy moments and breast feeding is no bloody picnic, but I still love her. She's the sweetest, most beautiful baby ever.
Especially compared to the baby in the bed next to mine in the post natal ward.
Her Dad's been fantastic with her to, he does the changing mostly, seeing as he can't lactate.. but he seems to be settling in the whole Dad thing as well as I am settling into the Mum thing. She's been really good, a really contented baby. She's woken us up once or twice in the night and my last night in the hospital was the worst, my mood swings are not helped by a crying baby and a lack of sleep, plus she hates being changed but other than that she's been as good as gold. I wouldn't change her for the world. She's perfect.
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We are the village green preservation society [Apr. 3rd, 2007|02:06 pm]
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[Chunes |The Onion Radio News]

I'm so knackered, and now offically overdue. I've been for a long walk, had pineapple juice, drinking raspberry leaf tea, had some (sorta) spicy chicken...no sign of her. Of course, there is one more thing I haven't tried yet... but the chances of me and Mike getting five minutes to ourselves is unlikely in the extreme.
I'm so stiff and sore, my back hurts, I'm tired and feeling a little bit cranky as well to tell you the truth. I also so cumbersome and heavy, which I am. I'm a walking obstruction. Joy.
It shouldn't be too long now, but I have to say: I am desperately bored of this now. I want to hold my baby! Of course, at least she's quite and I always know where she is. Meh.
I may just curl up and sleep. So tired.
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Fuck you grasshopper! [Mar. 3rd, 2007|06:49 pm]
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[Chunes |Wake Up AM Podcast 62]

My poor foot is all swollen. Actually it's going down now, I'm keeping it elevated to try and stop fluid retaining, but this is giving me a dead leg and leaning back to get a comfortable leg makes sure I can't breathe properly. Still, it's a hard knock life. I'm very bored of being pregnant now, I feel all fat and bloated (which is what I am at the moment anyway), I want control of my bladder back and I want at least a comfortable night's sleep! But hah well, thank the Lord for Lidl's industrial sized boxes of iced tea. I think I'll stick one of those Lidl's pizzas to. I can't help but love Lidl's. It makes Somerfields look like Waitrose.

Oh blimey! It's a freakin' storm outside! Yay! Shame I'm not with Mike, he loves storms. Never mind. Next week we'll have a nice weekend together, no antenatal appointments to go to, no work, so we can laze around. I can't walk around too much at the moment, so going out might be blighted.

I saw Hot Fuzz. It freakin' rocked. So there. I might go and see it again tomorrow, but I've got the soundtrack to it now, as well as the soundtrack to the Departed. I saw that twice now, my mum loves that film and I kinda like it. It has got a great soundtrack at any rate. Mind you, any soundtrack could win me over if it has a Dropkick Murphies track on it.

I'M OFFICIALLY ON MATERNITY LEAVE! HORRAY! I don't have to go work! It's so liberating not having to go to trek over to the hotel and then struggling through the piles of washing up and staying till 9:30 or later. I'm was so tired of it.

Should I bother watching Godzilla or getting up and finding a DVD? I wish I could go round to Choices and rent a DVD, but 1) it's a stormin' and 2) it's too dark and I can't move that fast.

Sod it, I'll listen to my new podcasts.

See you later bitches.
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Could it be that I got bored and lonely? Could it be that I'm just dumb and horny? [Feb. 5th, 2007|02:47 pm]
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[Chunes |Diggin - The Seatbelts]

1. What bill do you hate paying the most?
All of them! Well, it would be council tax, but I don't pay it yet, what with me still being a student an' all. When I do graduate I will hate council tax. It wouldn't be so bad if I thought the local authorities were using it sensibly, but I doubt it.

2. Where's the best place to eat a romantic dinner?
Pizza hut! Teehee. I love pizza, any where Italian actually. I quite like eating at home, home cooked and watching telly, I'm a woman of simple pleasures.

3. Last time you puked from drinking?
About... ooh... three, maybe four years ago? I puked on a train home from Romford (classy bird!) after only a few drinks with this prick I didn't even really like. He was a prick.

4. When is the last time you got drunk and danced on a bar?
Never! I've danced drunkedly, but never on a bar. Very silly thing to do in the Hole in the Wall, after all, you block people to getting drinks and that NEVER makes you popular.

5. Name of your first year teacher?
.... I can't remember! Oh no! I do! Mrs Lawerence. Blimey... a long time ago....

6. What do you really want to be doing right now?
Curling up on a nice soft sofa with a cup of tea and a huge deep based cheesy pizza, next to my mhan and watching TV. Probably Lost, I need to catch up on an entire series!

7. What did you want to be when you were growing up?
A Baker! Hehehe. But at various times of my life I wanted to be a vicar (seriously!), an artist, a teacher, film maker and now TV Moving image designer.

8. How many colleges did you attend?
Three, Colchester Institute, Havering College and Ravensbourne College of Design and Communication (where I am now).

9. Why did you wear the shirt that you have on right now?
It was the only one in the wardrobe that actually fits me!

10. Gas prices?
No idea, don't drive.

11. If you could move anywhere and take someone with you?
Japan with Mike and my daughter.

12. First thought when the alarm went off this morning?
"Ow! Pain! Urh! Need to pee!"

13. Last thought before going to sleep last night?
"Ow! Pain! Urh! Need to pee!"... "Aw, Mike looks so cute."

14. Favorite style of underwear?
Nice big knickers. Boxers are nice to actually.

15. Favorite style of underwear for the opposite sex?
THONGS! HAHAHAHA! No. Boxers or something sensible and preferably clean.

16. What errand/chore do you despise?
Cleaning the difficult bits in the bathroom and hoovering in my bed room.

17. If you didn't have to work, would you volunteer at an art gallery?
Hell yeah! It sounds like a nice, easy and laid back job. I wouldn't mind getting paid though.

18. Get up early or sleep in?
Sleep in. I'm so tired lately.

19. What is your favorite cartoon character?
Sailor Moon, Di Gi Charat, Duckula and Hello Kitty.

20. Favorite NON sexual thing to do at night with a girl/guy?
Sleep next to or watch TV. Or chat.

21. A secret that you wouldn't mind everyone knowing?
Meh... no.

22. When did you first start feeling old?
when I realised that I was watching nostalgia programmes that talked about stuff I was into as a kid. What d'you mean Pokemon is retro?!

23. Favorite 80's movie?
American Werewolf in London counts doesn't it? Meh, even it doesn't; Hellraiser, Brazil, The Fly, Bladerunner, Robocop, Evil Dead 1 & 2, Little Shop of Horrors, Ghostbusters 1 & 2, Last Unicorn and Labyrinth! Wow... the 80s had some brilliant films.

24. Your favorite lunch meat?
Ham. I'm going back to being vegetarian after I have Milly.

25. What do you get every time you go into Costco?
You wha?

26. Beach or lake?
I live next to a beach, so a lake would make a nice change.

27. Do you think marriage is an outdated ritual that was invented?
Perhaps not out-dated, it's no longer the institution it once was that made sure the right kind of girl married the right kind of boy and had the right kind of children. If any thing, it means more now because there's more choice in WHO you can marry!

28. How many people do you stalk on Myspace?

29. Favorite guilty pleasure?
Chocolate of any kind... and meat.

30. Favorite movie you wouldn't want anyone to find out about?
Well, I'm embarrassed at how much I love Pirates of the Carribean, but I own the My Little Pony movie on DVD. That's far more embarrassing.

31. What's your drink?
Cranberry with vodka, a gin and juice and a VK Apple... Except I can't drink. Boo.

32. Cowboys or Indians?
Indians. Hard to feel sorry for Cowboys.

33. Cops or Robbers?
Cops. Being a City Watch fan, a CSI fan and a lover of Crime Thrillers always means you land on the side of the law!

34. Who from high school would you like to run into?
No one I don't already run into.

35. What radio station is your car radio tuned to right now?
Don't have a car! I tune my radio into radio 4 mostly now, I've become my parents.

36. Norm or Cliff?

37. The Cosby Show or the Simpsons?
SIMPSONS! Christ, the Crosby Show was bland and dull!

38. Worst relationship mistake that you wish you could take back?
Cheating on my last boyfriend.

39. Do you like the person who sits directly across from you at work?
Well, I work at a sink, but the person who works across from me is the chef, Darren. Ever since that whole Jade Goody thing blew up his racist remarks haven't been so frequent, but his homophobic remarks always make me wince. But he is giving me a load of baby clothes and he's a laugh when he's not being scary.

40. If you could get away with it, who would you kill?
Dick Cheney. Once he's gone, Bush is history.

41. What famous person(s) would you like to have dinner with?
Kate Bush. I'd be sitting in a reverential stupor the entire time and probably would be too embarrassed to eat, but I'd still do it!

42. What famous person would you like to sleep with?
Johnny Depp. Cliche but true. He's not only a beautiful man, but also an intelligent, funny and probably a good conversationalist.

43. Have you ever had to use a fire extinguisher for its intended purpose?
No... at fire safety training I chickened out on using it.

44. Last book you read for real?
Wise Children by Angela Carter, which was brilliant, if a little twisted (a seventy year old woman sleeping with her hundred year old paternal uncle! YEW!). I'm reading 'Fear and Loathing on the Campaign Trail '78 by Hunter S Thompson and 'Wild Sheep Chase' by Haruki Murakami at the moment.

45. Do you have a teddy bear?
Yes, Scotty, my nan got it for me the year my Grandma died. Ella got an identical one that she called Snowy, mine has a sweet little jumper that Nanny knitted for me and as soon as someone sews up his neck, I'll hand her down to Milly.

46. Strangest place you have ever brushed your teeth?
I've knicked other peoples at camp or hostels. Probably not a good idea huh?

47. Somewhere in California you've never been and would like to go?
Never been to California! Been to New York and Chicago, but never California. By the looks of Laguna Beach, I think I'll avoid the place. If I wanted to talk to a vacuous blonde stick, I'd strike up a conversation with a Barbie doll.

48. Number of texts in a day?
Anything up to six or seven, to various people, but mainly Mike.

49. At this point in your life would you rather start a new career or a new relationship?
New career, at the moment my career consists of washing dishes whereas my relationship is with a hot pirate bastard who treats me like a queen. I'll stick with the good stuff.

50. Do you go to church?
Nope, I used to, but I felt no passion for it after spending time in Kintbury. I believe in the teachings of Jesus, but not the church.

51. Pencil or pen?
Pen, I like to draw with it to. I use a pencil for proper, serious commitments to paper, but pen for doodling.

52. What do you want to achieve in life?
To make sure I'm happy and satisfied I did the best I could. Also to make sure my daughter is a happy, well rounded individual. If all else fails, I'd like to be a intellectual figure head on radio 4

53. How old are you?

54. Where do you see yourself when you are 40?
Hopefully being interviewed on Desert Island Discs, making sure my daughter's doing what she REALLY wants to do in life and taking a nice long holiday with my loved one.

Blimey. Long one.
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When peach petals fall and break from my hand, I can feel you [Jan. 3rd, 2007|11:58 am]
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[Chunes |Ai Otsuka - Momo No Hanabira]

Well, that's 2006 out of the way!
Blimey, it's been a weird year for me. The biggest thing that happened of course was that I found I am incubating the spawn of Mike. I've been up and down about it ever since, first scared, then uncertain, then certain, then scared and now?... Just really excited to see her.
Yes, it's a girl! Found out on my last scan. She's so lovely, she looks like a baby rather than a blob now, with a nose, mouth and eyes, I could even see her little fingers and toes.
I have had small moments of the kind of desperate love that I think only mums can feel, I woke up one night desperatly terrified of something and hugged my tummy, feeling so consumed with love for my baby I couldn't breathe. But they've only been little moments late at night, ones I didn't feel when I saw her on the screen at the hospital. It didn't feel like it was my womb up there, it was like I was watching a film, whilst covered in KY Jelly and being prodded by a midwife with Mike holding my hand. It still doesn't feel real yet and I guess it won't until I hold her.

Something came crashing down on me when I first read about winding; BABIES CAN'T EVEN BURP BY THEMSELVES. I could deal with that you have to feed them, hold them, wake up at night, change them, but you have to make them burp?! That, for some reason, gave me a mild panic attack.

Lots of things have made me really think over the last year. Things that have happened way too fast, but are now slowing down to at least comprehensible speed. Most of them, completely my fault. I've hurt a fair few people to get to where I am, mostly out of my own blundering stupidity, and I make no excuse. No excuse would really help anyway. I'm putting that behind me now, no regrets and all that. I have more immediate things to be dealing with anyway.
I love my baby, she's so precious to me and I haven't even met her yet! I keep thinking about silly things like 'Will she get Mike's eye colour? I don't like mine, it's so difficult to define and people keep getting it wrong, including me, aren't brown eyes a dominant gene anyway?' and 'Good God, I hope she gets his nose. No baby deserves the Souter nose.'
Superficial stuff, but there you go. I hope she gets my hair though, Mike's is impossible! Poor bloke has curls, which look lovely on him and I love poinking them, but if she gets them, they'll be difficult for me to tie up for when she goes to school.

See the kind of tracks my thought trains runs on? Poor kid has no chance!
I worry about my maturity, my weirdness and how that'll affect her and I worry about whether Mike's mum will get on with mine. She's very much like my Nan, who annoys the hell out of my mum, and chances are they won't get on spectacularly well. Plus Cass smokes which has already given her a black mark in my mum's book.
It annoys me because I want them to get on, but I know it'd take a bleedin' miracle. In a way, I suppose it won't matter much, what matters is that they both love their granddaughter. As long as they can pretend to tolerate each other in each other's prescence and don't bitch to me about it then I can live with it.
What matters is that her parents love her. And boy, I know I do!
Hehehe! She's kicking! She loves 'Sugar Baby Love' from Tiny Sugar Snow Fairy (a Japanese cover of the Rubettes song). She also seems like like the sound of Jon Steward, Desperate Housewives and a bit of Iron Maiden. A girl after my own heart!
She keeps kicking me in the lungs, which isn't fun. I have woken up late at night on more than one occasion completely unable to breathe. I have to sit up and get into a position when she isn't migrating up into my lungs. Fun stuff.

Anyway! I've digressed in a big way. It's 2007 and I suppose it's resolution time? Every year I make the same resolution; not to eat meat. That's a little bit redundant because I was vegetarian. Now I'm not anymore, I ought to do something a little more productive.

1. Be the best bloody mother I can possibly be. Eat better, excersise, be more careful with money and look for a decent, well paid job so I can pay to keep her the best way I can.
2. Love and appreciate my family and friends.
3. Do better at university! I've been doing a lot better recently and since I got my Macbook pro I've been able to do my work at home, but I will kick arse this year and get a good degree.
4. Be a lot less spineless.
5. Make sure that Mike has given up smoking for good.

There. That's all I think. Anyway. Happy new year everyone! Cheers!
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