Sorry it's late!!

Hi all,

We are all well, sorry for the delay in the update, but here is a quick recap of what has been happening:

Wednesday : 1st antenatal class, pretty much a waste of time as we learned nothing new, especially as the midwife in charge was from the Philippines with a Scottish accent... so not the easiest to understand at times. But met a few people and got to see a baby doll get shoved rather unceremoniously through a model pelvis, all in all well worth the trip just to see Megan's face after that (I am being supportive I promise, but that look of horror was classic)!

Saturday : We planted strawberries, green beans, tomatoes, peppers and chilli's in our poor excuse for a garden (soon to drown in all the rain here no doubt!). Made Paella (non-seafood version) and it was very nice...... Megan then ate an apple in the middle, before continuing to eat the paella again afterwards..... She has some strange tastes!!!

Sunday : Went to Glasgow (yuck!) for the Scottish Baby show (expo), which is basically lots of mad pregnant women and unstable ladies with strollers to use as weapons, running around without a second thought for anyone else! Were both a bit disappointed as it was not as good as we hoped (Megan is most upset that she is missing out on the US shopping right now), with only 1 4d scan place attending so we did not get the scan we hoped we might get for cheap. But somethings are maybe better left as a surprise, plus no doubt our child would have mooned us anyway!!!
Then home to discover that the cat had redecorated the floor, stairs and strangely the bath with its insides from both ends.... nice.... we then went with my family for an Indian (East not Native American) curry meal, which did not look to dissimilar to the aforementioned presents the cat had left us earlier mmmmmm!

Monday : Realised that I am becoming more Americanised by the day, hence stroller instead of buggy above. But today I shocked even myself and said the Z in Zebra as Zee rather than my usual Zeb... the horror! (For example the rapper Jay-Z should really be called Jay-Zed in Britain if we were being completely correct heh heh)!!! It is strange though as often both Megan and I cross over from US to Scottish and back again, although the day I say diaper, trunk or meer instead of Mirror, it has gone too far 8-) .... you are all saying mirror now aren't you... see you don't pronounce the middle r's, just like I leave out my t's at times 8-)

Anyway best get back to work.... what I needed a 5 minute break!?!?!?

Take care!

Love Us
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For all those who say I laugh at Megan all the time!

Now you too can laugh at Paul.....

I'm getting too fat and too old for this kinda thing seemingly!!!

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There's a moose loose aboot oor hoose!!!

This week has been filled with tales of injury, as Megan seems to now have lost all control of her limbs, with her lack of co-ordination meaning every second word she says is now OW usually!!

To explain a recent incident of note for you, Megan was trying to set up a play mat for some friends coming over, for their child not them of course, when she had an accident! She just had to put a bendy pole in one side and curve it to the other corner, when she once again lost all control and it pinged back and hit her in her face.... stop smiling it was not funny... well not for her anyway 8-) But that is the example of the what I have to deal with, which I guess is all good training for our child, who will no doubt inherit the Megan Ow gene!

We have decided therefore that she needs to be either wrapped in bubble wrap, or we are going to have to fit some protection for the bump... so after various attempts I think we have one:

Last week we experienced our own episode of Tom and Jerry, as one night without being woken up, the cat had managed to find a mouse that had got into the house. Now cats will be cats and after turning over chairs and everything, the only sign of a mouse being present were two little streaks of blood. We found the poor little fella bleeding in a corner and after a last ditch suicide bid when we tried to pick it up, we let it go outside.... cover the kids eyes.... it only got a few steps before it collapsed and died!! Anyway the very next night I am woken by the cat again making strange noises, well it was half cat and half very high pitched squeal! Megan and I went down to investigate and were treated to the sight.... again kid eye covering time... of an even bigger mouse and a huge pile of blood on the floor and (rather more strangely) the wall!! The mouse was once again rescued, but again like the other, it jumped away too quickly and disappeared without trace.... that was a week and a half ago and it was not until Megan let our a scream just yesterday, that we spotted a tail sticking out from under the dinner table which we had eaten at not long before...... now it really is time to cover the kids eyes... or just say it's sleeping..... as when the table was moved it revealed....

So that was our adventure for the week, with us all being fine other than that. Megan is doing well, a few stretching pains, but she is taking it all in her stride.... or taking it in her waddle I should say!

Well time to go again, but we hope that Jody had a great birthday and that she got our card safely.

Take care all and we will be in touch soon.

Lots of Love Us

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And the moral of the story is.......

Someone will always come to your aid in your time of need!

But beware... that does not mean that they are just there to help, that they will not try to take advantage or that they do not expect something in return!!!

Let that be a lesson to us all!!!!!

28 weeks and Happy Easter!!

Bump is definately getting bigger! Paul and I went to a 30th birthday party (scottish style) and we only made it until 10:30...we left before the oldies! I definately feel like I am getting old these days.

Week 27!

Here we are in week 27 of our seemingly never ending adventure, as mother ship Megan takes her regular well earned nap, foolishly leaving Paul alone with access to the laptop to update the blog!!!!

Megan and the bump are good... very much alive and kicking you might say... much to Megan's annoyance when she is woken up yet again when baby Ethel (what I like it!!! heh heh) gets a little too over excited. I think she is just lacking space in there, although it could also be down to the fact that her silly daddy likes to interact by using a hi-tech type of morse code.... poking the belly! I do hope that Megan doesn't get too much bigger though, as although she is even more beautiful than ever right now, if that bump gets any bigger I will eventually have to move permanently from our bed to a tent outside.... not that Megan would notice as she struggles to see what is going on in the world beyond the belly even now!

But really she is doing great and I am very proud of her, I don't know if I would like to have Bruce Lee inside me for months on end. Seemingly according to the books it could be hiccups making junior move so much, which leads me to suspect Megan may have turned to secretly drinking behind my back to help her put up with me and get through the pregnancy... well it's possible as Megan is becoming more Scottish by the day now! That reminds me, I used to think that I was special being married to an American here, but you people are everywhere now, it's like an invasion... LEAVE OUR OIL ALONE 8-) Maybe it is due to 2009 being our homecoming year, you may have seen the advert on TV, but just in case you missed it here it is. Now even I have no idea who half of the Scots even are, but Sir Sean Connery trying to sing always makes me laugh!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pszgxCKz-0s

Anyway I have bored you enough now, I think I will go off and wake up Ethel for a game of lets see who can jab Mummy's tummy the hardest.

Take care,

Love Us.
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P.S Matt and Jody, very excited that your are getting more serious on the adoption possibilities, I think it is a great idea and I am sure the new baby will be a special addition to your loving family... that is once Jenna the fashion diva finally picks if she would prefer a brother or sister... you never know you may get lucky enough to be blessed with one of each and get twins. Oooohh then you could name them Maverick and Mavericka woo hoo!!!