Good morning. Nice day and I am feeling chirpier than I was yesterday.Â I’m going to put it down to the weather and the fact that I have finished another gruelling part of my uni work at the moment. One more assignment down, one to go then two exams.Â Anyway, your Dad is just sick of me never being home at night and complaining and then just sleeping when I am at home.Â Four more weeks and then that is all over.
Another reason to feel better is that we have a holiday to look forward to.Â Your Dad has booked accomodation, so we are definitely off on a road trip in the weeks before Christmas.Â A few days at Seal Rocks, a couple around Nambucca / Bellingen, then up to Brisbane.Â So, its something to look forward to.Â I am really looking forward to lying on the beach and reading a book and swimming and relaxing and walking on the beach.Â Though I definitely do need new togs before we leave as my boobs are still expanding at at a (I hope) unsustainably fast rate.Â Jeez.Â You better like breast milk.
Otherwise its all quiet on your front, which is a nice change from the semi-panic I was in last week.Â You are hopefully swimming away like a little prawn down there, with your webbed hands, and the tips of your ears are coming along nicely.Â I am starting to think of you as a baby rather than just a blob – just now I was imagining how soft your skin will be when you first come out and how small your fingers and fingernails.Â Sop, sop, must be my hormones.Â I’m still feeling exhausted, nauseous at random times, and overall struggling with concentration, but I’m excited.
Toodle-oo, enjoy your swim.