March Skretch

I’m going to delineate what happened in the near past. We had some days to celebrate: my father’s and my sister’s birthday and Chris’ name-day. It was three days running. My sister’s birthday cake was the most exciting: 2 pieces of coco-ball with candles on top made of biscuit by his boyfriend.
We had a long weekend in exchange for a hard-working Saturday. We’ve visited the Designer’s Outlet in Parndorf, Austria which was expanded very much recently. We were shopping all day long. I had quite good walking legs. I thought that I wouldn’t find any trendy, comfortable piece of clothes that suits my belly and doesn’t stress me. I found some in spite of the fact that there was no spitting store for me - what’s more by now I could develop my cloakroom with several pieces of ”kismama” clothes. My belly grew a lot in the last few days.
Chris has numerous plans in line with our garden, he painted our future garden for me just in thought. Flowery window frames, hanging flower boxes, a nice garden suite of furniture made of wood, upbeat decoration, lianes and huge stones on the brae, sod with grass… He has inspiration, he step into his father’s shoes, he was a great gardener. We already have started to go out on business, first we have bought some thujas, potted them and settled in front of the garage.
Today I have a day off, I went about my lawful occasion in the morning and we’ll attend an obsequies at 3 PM.

Is it a Girl?

According to the result of the last ultrasound, perhaps we have a daughter. I had a feeling that it was just guessing. The doctor wouldn’t had mentioned spontaneously the gender, he was busy with measuring the baby: thigh-bones, round the stomach, the crania, the spinal column, its weight. Finally I asked him if its sex is within sight. I never see anything on the screen apart from dark and light splashes but this time I saw its side-face what’s more it seemed to me that it’s a boy… The long and short of it’s still fifty-fifty. I’d like to take part in a 4 dimension ultrasound. I’d like to know who is inside!

Anyway, today it’s work-day. The point is that we are 4 of us in the office beside the boy in the reception and the security guard. We have to work instead of next Friday. We celebrate March 15th on Thursday which is National Holiday and in order that we will have a long weekend next week, Friday has been made a legal holiday. So next week is made up of 3 work-days. The colleagues took holiday because it’s Saturday. I willfully didn’t do this because I suspicioned that this would happen supposing a calm day and getting the office was a dream this morning.

Spring is in the air

I feel like the first flush of spring is here and hope that it’s not an early joy. The days warm up, the sunny hours increase, the trees burst into beautiful flowers. This is my favourite season. The meteorological spring is March 1st, the astronomical spring is March 21st. I’m glad that the best part of my sickness is beyond this nice period. I’m a little bit better but still not on top. I still vomit but far less times. I haven’t put on remarkable weight yet but I’m able to eat more but I haven’t have to buy any expectant mother clothes yet. I haven’t feel any movement in my stomach yet but it will turn out this evening who the tummy-resident is: boy or girl. I can’t wait but I have to resign that it can hide its gender or in case of showing something the prognosis might be insecure. Everybody’s divining is boy. Chris’ and my desire is girl.

On Sunday we were on the road the whole day 6 of us, we drove almost 700 kms in the country. I always enjoy the landscape, the lonely farm-houses on the flat in the middle of the diddly. I bore myself quite well, I didn’t have to fill any bag under way. It was a full relative visitation on three spots at my father’s side. We had different reasons to visit them: my father’s elder brother has an incurable illness (sclerosys multiplex) which is get worse day by day and slowly fractures the muscular system. My father’s other brother’s son came of age, ha became 18 years old. He’s one of the godsons of my parents. Our arrival was a real surprise, he was very happy. My mother baked a football-cake for him. The piggies are 2 weeks old, they're so cute!