Disappointed

I am slightly disappointed because I will no longer be able to obsess about choosing the right double buggy. A friend of one of the mums from Jacob’s class had a nearly new Maclaren Techno Twin that she wanted to get rid of for the princely sum of £80. A brand new one costs around £210, and they no longer make them in red, which this one is. So we are now the proud owners of said double buggy, so I no longer have to worry about whether we ought to be splashing out 400-odd quid on a PowerTwin Pro. I ought to be grateful really, as we’ve got so much other stuff to be thinking about at the moment, that one fewer thing on the list is quite welcome. 

A friend asked me the other day if I’m freaked out yet (I presume she meant by the prospect of more babies, rather than just life in general). The truthful answer is that I’ve been so wrapped up in loft conversions and car buying that I really haven’t had the chance to give much thought to the actual reason we’re doing all this. In about 2-3 weeks time, the loft will be finished, at which point we’ll be able to move our bedroom upstairs, and start turning our old room into a nursery. At that point, when I’ve got a bedroom in my house with two cots in it, that’s when it will really start to hit home. And I think I probably will be totally freaked out.

Going back to the disappointment theme, I’m disappointed in myself for having done such a bad job of documenting the progress in the loft. It’s all happened so quickly, and we’ve been so busy spending every spare minute of the day organising everything, that I haven’t taken any pictures for ages, and I haven’t got anywhere close to keeping this blog up to date with the daily progress that I intended to when it started.

The main part of the building work finished early last week, just 3 and a half weeks after they started. The rest of the week was taken up with the fiddly work of the plumber and electrician, neither of whom have quite finished yet, but the bulk of their work is done. This morning, the decorators and the tilers arrived, and again the progress has been astonishingly fast. The bathroom is almost done, although we didn’t buy enough tiles so we’ve had to order more and hope they arrive tomorrow or the tiler will have to go off onto another job. The decorating, which is a very big job because in addition to the two bedrooms and a bathroom in the loft, they also have to do the both staircases, the landing and re-do the downstairs hall which has been completely trashed, is due to be finished by the middle of next week. Then it’s just the wardrobes and the carpet to go and the whole thing will be done. Oh yes, and the scaffolding’s coming down tomorrow. I’m never around during daylight hours to take any decent pictures, but I will definitely post some more next weekend.

On the car front, I have spent much more time on the phone in the last couple of weeks to car dealers and finance providers than is healthy. We were just about to go for an ex-showroom model from the Renault dealership, when I got a call telling me the ordering system has re-opened and we can now order the specification we want for delivery in February/March. So I have spent much of today trying to negotiate Renault down to the online price and failing. If all goes well I will finally order the car tomorrow, and I can cross another big thing off the to-do list. 

Also on the disappointment theme, Ursula’s gestational diabetes has returned. No great surprise as she had it with both previous pregnancies, and she’s lucky it didn’t get diagnosed until so late this time. But it means she’s got to keep pricking her fingers to monitor her blood sugar, and worse still she has to be very watchful of what she eats from now on, which is far from ideal when pregnant.

She’s still coping surprisingly well despite her increasingly enormous bump (I really ought to be documenting the progress of that in pictures too) although she gets tired very easily, and who could blame her? It didn’t help her buggering off to Lisbon for the weekend, ostensibly for research for a travel piece she’s writing, but in reality to get plenty of good food and spa treatments in a luxury hotel. All this left me on single-parent duty for the whole weekend, which went surprisingly well. The boys were unusually well behaved, even as I dragged them around B&Q picking up paint samples. I took them to the cinema on Saturday afternoon (Madagascar 2 – totally underwhelming) which strikes me as the perfect way to cope with multiple children with minimal effort. I hope the twins are as into their films as their brothers are. But even so, the thought of ever having to be on single-parent duty when I’ve got four is utterly terrifying. OK, Louise, now I’m freaked out.

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2 thoughts on “Disappointed”

  1. Wow – so much going on and you don’t sound freaked out at all! I feel for Ursula with gestational diabetes – I had it with Miles and it is not FUN, to say the least. Hang in there! Congrats on the buggy and loft progress!

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