Coincidentally, tonight I've been knuckling down to make arrangments to have a blessingway! I've asked a girlfriend if she can help me coordinate it and I'll gather some materials (calico, crafts, string for the beads etc). I'm making enquiries about a henna artist, in the end I was thinking that I could buy some henna for guests to do hands and feet etc and I could be done the day before or something, so that I don't have to stay in one position when people are here (might be more comfy for me to just find a spot to slouch in!), depending on cost. I've got a list of people I'd like to invite, and now I'm afraid of leaving people off that I haven't remembered, realising that there'll be declined invitations, too. I've only been to one and it's one that I helped organise. If it's nice weather then our back yard will be perfect, and if it's not then inside is big enough and people could BYO cushion. Anyway, I'm suddenly feeling a lot more positive with the planning.
My poor, housebound kids are so bored they're getting up to ridiculous hijinks - they climbed our 2 week old haystack and decimated quite a few bales So much TV watching it's not funny, but I can't even walk around the house without feeling like Quasimodo, until my osteo appt on Friday!
Never mind, I'm getting there, and now just thinking that if my order for a 37 week birth goes through then I've really not got long to go of this
Thank you so much ladies, I feel like I've isolated myself from everyone, and I know that I have to a large extent. No Facebook mentions on my timeline and not much time out of the house and all. DP hasn't taken any photos of me, so I've had to do selfies (and I told him that resorting to selfies reflected really badly on him) that don't work out well, anyway.
It's probably time now to prepare my essential oil brew for freezing soaked maternity pads...next mission!