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Back to life

So I’ve given up that mum blog gig. Not that I wasn’t enjoying it of course – it’s fun writing about life with LV – but I’m heading back to work soon and unfortunately there aren’t enough hours in the day for me to focus on my job, my son, Joel and a commissioned blog.

Fortunately that means PBTM will be getting more love, and to mark the occasion I’ve flipped things up a bit with this new look… taking things back to basics blah blah.

So let me bring you up to speed.

Little Vic is now ten months old (what the heck?!) and he is my best buddy. He’s fantastic company, but man he’s tiring. I actually feel like the last ten months have finally caught up with me and for a week or so I’ve been in a bit of a stupor. You guys, I’m tired all the time at the moment. I’m existing in a state of total exhaustion and even after a full night’s sleep I feel as if I could go right on snoozing for the next couple of months straight. I have a bad feeling that this is just what life is like when you’re a mum, which means I’m destined to be tired for the next eighteen years. It’s a good thing he’s cute, huh?

You might recall that just before LV was born we decided to overhaul our house big time. We knocked out a major structural wall in order to make the living room, dining room and kitchen one big open plan area. This included re-gibbing and insulating the walls and ceilings. We put in a bi-fold door to open up our dining area onto the deck. We ripped out the bathrooms and started again. We had the whole house rewired – apparently our old wiring was an electrical fire waiting to happen. We moved the wardrobe in the baby’s room. We had a new kitchen fitted

Of course when I say “we” did all this, I mean to say “some qualified fellows” did all this. The only thing we did was stress out on a daily basis as the deadline blew out with the budget following suit. Now we’re about to embark on stage two of our renovations – getting a new deck. Our current deck is an eyesore and was never finished properly – as a result the framework below has been damaged by the elements, so the only option is to knock it down and start again. I am very much looking forward to having a new outdoor area to enjoy, but not so excited about the idea of hammers and drills and nailguns interfering with my attempts at getting LV down for a nap. You can guarantee I will be complaining about the hardship of construction versus baby sleep in just a few entries’ time.

Um… what else? I dunno. Perhaps you can let me know if there’s anything you’d like an update on.

Thanks for coming back, and if you’ve found yourself here for the first time… hello! Welcome! Nice to have the pleasure of your company.

Total life overhaul

Hi March! How are you going?

 

Guess what we’re in the middle of? Renovation Hell. Yes! We are finally underway, and we’re not doing this thing half-arsed. I mean, why would you try and minimise upheaval and stress when you’re thirty weeks pregnant?

 

So what we’re doing is knocking down the wall between the kitchen/dining and living room. We’re also completely gutting and replacing both bathrooms, as well as completely gutting and replacing the kitchen. We’re putting in a new hall cupboard, and all the bathroom carry-on means we have to move the wardrobe in the baby’s room from one end of the wall to the other.

 

Because we’re doing such a massive overhaul, we figured we might as well replace our crappy wonky walls and ceilings at the same time (and insulate while we’re at it) so the upshot of all this is…

 

My kitchen used to live there

 

Our house is in ruins, and so we are currently residing with Mum and Dad.

 

Since that photo was taken on the first morning the builders had access to our house, the vast majority of our lovely little abode has been stripped back to it’s outside walls and framing. Erm, it’s just a teensy wee bit frightening. In that OH MAN TOO LATE TO GO BACK NOW kind of way.

 

A bit like how I feel re: Baby.

 

Speaking of which, we have started antenatal classes, and for those of you who have never had the joy of experiencing this rite of passage I can tell you… it’s a really weird situation to find yourself in. For those of you who have been there done that, you know what I mean.

 

There you are, sat in a room with a bunch of other nervous looking couples, trying to soak in everything you need to know about what should happen and what might go wrong in the rest of your pregnancy and labour. All the while you’re feeling a bit self-conscious when the teacher starts talking about your privates, and trying not to giggle when she folds up the grubby little baby doll and shoves it through a pelvis.

 

There are bean bags piled up in the corner and I’m wondering what we’ll have to do with those. So far the classes have been pretty close to what I’d imagined based solely on offerings courtesy of TV shows and movies, and based on those I am getting a bit nervous about what lies ahead. Roleplaying? Graphic birthing videos from the eighties? Yikes.

 

I’ll keep you posted…

 

Sorry I haven’t been doing that much lately – keeping you posted. I am tired a lot, and of course we’ve had a huge amount of stuff to look after between work/baby/renovations, so I hope you understand. Of course you do because you’re lovely.

 

What’s going on with you guys anyway? Please feel free to share your renovation and/or antenatal class stories!

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