Have a laugh....

I think Mark thought me really daft when I collapsed in peels of laughter on friday, but he is silly to think I wouldn't find this funny, as you would too...

Okay, so Mark felt the need to have a haircut on friday, because his hair was getting long, which is fair enough, though don't know how he'd cope with a pony tail but none-the-less, he went off to the barber/salon and instead of the usual guy who cuts his hair, there was somebody else who cut it, who Mark said was quite aggressive in his approach, and I think Mark was fearing he'd be totally bald in less than 5 minutes, but fortunately he was left with a few growing follicles. The best part of the joke is the 'barber' was quite forceful, trying to get Mark to pay R180 for some Rolf Offerman shampoo - now tell me, what is the point when follicles are so few but anyhow, Mark said he'd get some next time, which made me laugh even more, until he told me he just wanted to get the guy off his back. Needless to say, Mark won't be going back there again. Fortunately Mark was relatively unscathed by this incident, but my ligaments took strain and poor baby must have thought I'd gone insane with all this laughing. Sorry my little Biddibob! It's just as well laughing doesn't induce labour, else I'd be delivering right now. I guess I am maybe hard-pressed for a laugh - maybe it's not that funny, but I had to see the funny side.

Other than that, there's not much to report. The pregnancy is still going well, although I'm really starting to feel tired now and plans to do anything too energetic in the afternoons tend to fall by the wayside, to the disappointment of friends and family but hopefully they understand I'm not quite the energiser bunny I used to be. I'll admit I favour having an hour to put feet up and either sleep or read. Having Jordy too who is a real busy boy and keeps us on our toes, makes for an exhausted mom and dad at the end of the day so yes, sleep and rest are a priority right now, as I am 30 weeks and possibly have anything between 8 and 10 weeks to go so not long to go. We are trying to prepare Jordy as best we can for the arrival of his brother, but I don't know if he'll be totally prepared until baby actually arrives. I've read up as much as I can about introducing new baby etc and I hope it will all go well. Jordy loves babies but I've been warned that the second week baby is home, things could be somewhat challenging when Jordy realises baby is not going back to hospital and is here to stay, but we will deal with that when the time comes. It seems odd to be thinking in terms of having another baby, which goes to say that I'm glad we didn't leave it too long as one gets so used to the toddler stage and starting again is going to be new to us again in some respects, but everything will be just fine - albeit some sleep deprivation we have to become accustomed to again, but we might be lucky, as we were with Jordy and have a baby that sleeps through at 8 weeks. What will be, will be. We are most certainly very excited about baby's arrival and as much as it's the second baby, the anticipation of the birth for me, is like having it happen for the first time, all over again. We are really thrilled to be having another boy - as much as I thought it may be a girl, but if we really want a third, we can maybe try for a girl and see what happens, but not for another few years. For now, we certainly feel 2 kids is just right for us. Anyway, time is marching on and monday has certainly begun, so I must dash to do some more work, but was having a giggle about Mark's hair and I thought it was worth posting on the blog, for a laugh.

Have a good week all of you and I will be in touch again soon. We are off to the Drak Sun for a week on Saturday, which we are really looking forward to, but if not before, I will post news on our blog when we return, hopefully with a few pics too!

Take Care!

Luv Robs