Me: Um guy who went to the antartic with Shakleton?
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Miscellaneous
People keep congratulating me on not having
delivered earlier. I suppose they are
just trying to say something nice. But it is odd. I mean, I presume no one who gives birth at
31 weeks actually wants to and itÂ’s really just the luck of the draw. I
suppose, if anyone deserves credit, it’s my loving husband who has done
the lion’s share of the childminding (tiring, back breaking work) for
the latter stages of this pregnancy.
People keep congratulating Mr. Waffle on his
virility as well as though having twins is an indication of superior
sperm. Odd. I mean, if anyone deserves credit here, it’s my genes and my eggs.
Conversation with spouse this morning.
Me: How will I keep my knees warm when the
twins are born?
Him: Eh?
Me: Well now my stomach keeps them nice and
toasty when I sit down.
Him:
Twin on each knee?
And finally, the
physio described giving birth to twins. Apparently baby 1 is
delivered as normal. Baby 2 tends to move around with all that
extra room. So the body often comes out first and, this is the
fun bit, it’s important that none of the medical team touches the baby
because that would trigger its startle reflex and it is not easy to
deliver a baby with its arms stretched out. So they all take a
step back and often put their hands behind their backs. I’m glad
I knew that in advance.
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As we’re stuck solidly in breech, I’ll have to have a caesarian (Oct 3), so we don’t get all the fun of waiting and wondering – which I really do think looks like fun.
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JD, yes, I can see that.
Amerly, I suppose it’s not exactly a precise science, so maybe.
KE, am seeing doc tomorrow so I may have a better idea then. Fear she may make me wait another week.
Minks, HJB, still here.
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One of the many excellent things about giving
birth in the kingdom of the Belgians is that it is standard practice to go to a
physiotherapist for ante and post natal classes and the physiotherapist attends
the birth.
Yesterday I attended a class. Usually I go to a French speaking class,
partly because I think that the physio is clearer in French but mostly because
it panders to my notions about myself. Anyhow,
at the French speaking class itÂ’s a mixture of people who have had children
before and first timers but, for whatever reason, at the English speaking
class, they were all first timers. Oh
how superior I felt.
Here are some reasons why. Irish woman, due on the day of the class “is
there a birthing pool in the hospital?”
Frankly, lady, if you want to go down this route, do you really think
that itÂ’s a good idea to ask about it for the first time on your due date? In fact, I happen to know that the only
birthing pool in Belgium is in Ostend (please do not ask how I came by
this arcane knowledge), so it was really far, far too late for this. Meanwhile the physio had understood “birthing
pillow” and responded that there were dozens.
Mild confusion.
Slightly smug American lady asked the physio
“do you believe in the epidural?”. Given
that 96% of births in Belgium are with epidurals, IÂ’m betting
that she does. Seeing is believing.
Physio explained that she would come to the
hospital after the birth to do exercises and then, after a couple of weeks at
home, we should start coming back to classes.
Finnish woman asks “why don’t we go back to classes immediately after
coming out of hospital?”. Physio says
tactfully that this can be a tiring time.
“But” persists the Finnish woman “we can do them at home?” “Yes, you can do them at home”. “But” I’m thinking “you may prefer to use
that time to shower”.
Yes, I was irredeemably smug. Boy, am I riding for a fall.
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on 23 September 2005 at 17:26
Dear Mrs. Waffle, i am in awe of your fortitude, still going to prenatal classes. I am putting up my feet in hopes you will follow my lead.
xo
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Norah, please write a blog entry on this! I’d enjoy that and I need to be humoured.
Kristen, FT is an American also, so he is entitled to be a bit sarky. Most of the Americans I know are not smug at all, no for a nation of smug souls, you need the Dutch.
Star, Jojo, thank you very much.
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“The file on H”
by Ismail Kadare. This is my second outing into the works of Mr.
Kadare, so I’m not a complete novice on matters Albanian. In fact
I once went on a day trip to Albania. Really, you’d rather not
know. But yet, Albania remains a distant and weird place to
me. Last night, Mr. Waffle and I gathered together the facts we
know about Albania:
King Zog
Prime Minister Fatos Nana
Great Roman remains
One of the dialects spoken in southern Italy is essentially Albanian
Battles with the Turks
Brought to its financial knees by the collapse of a pyramid selling scheme (I am not making this up)
Capital Tirana (other cities, if they exist unknown to us)
Enver Hoxha (dictator, unpopular with Russia)
Big believers in blood feuds
I think that Albania may be the weirdest country in the Balkans and that’s some accolade.
What ads do you think my blog will deem appropriate to go with this entry?
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Cookie, well, remember that this is our pooled knowledge.
Norah, yes I think you’re right about the goats.
FFE, yeah, I knew that really, just forgot to put it down. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it.
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http://www.albanian.com/information/history/index.html
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I superglued myself to a cot this morning while attempting to carry out minor repairs. Quite painful.
Lots of people are telephoning me to wish me luck which is very nice but a little alarming.
We are now a two car family until we flog the Focus. It’s a pain being a two car family when you only have one garage.
I have done my tax return. Round of applause please.
It seems that everything is READY. Except of course for my doctor, she’s still in Croatia.
on 21 September 2005 at 13:44
Are you sure you’re trying hard enough Waffly? I’m not convinced you’re taking this entirely seriously.
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Norah, guilty as charged.
Jojo, I hope so.
FT, ha, ha, very funny.
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Me: (Sniff) So where is this conference?
Her: Why do you want to know?
Me: Bet it’s in Dubrovnik.
Her: How did you know?
Me: Because it’s beautiful and people like conferences in beautiful places.
Her: Yes, it’s in the capital.
Me: Um, no it’s not, Zagreb is the capital of Croatia.
Her: Maybe it’s Zagreb then.
Me: Oh well, less glam.
Her: But it will be nice to be by the sea.
Me: Zagreb is not on the sea.
Her: Then it must be the other place.
Me: For God’s sake woman you’re going there next week.
Her: Well, you seem to know the place quite well, do they use the euro?
Me: NO!
Her: They’re not part of the community then.
Me: Oh dear lord.
Her: Well what currency do they use?
Me: Can’t remember (it’s the kuna, if you’re curious, Mr. Waffle knew, of course).
Her: Tut tut and you were there and everything.
In other pregnancy related news, Mr. Waffle brought me home yesterday a
pile of Su Doku puzzles which he suggests I might like to occupy
myself with when I go into labour. Is this very endearing or
somewhat odd? Bit of both, I suppose.
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Su Doku an intense game of strategy that requires concentration, patience and a keen mind.
Labour an intense experience of pain and suffering that scrambles the brain, throttles your patience and makes you hop like a chicken.
A marriage made in heaven I’d say.
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Still managing to look manly and sexy of course…
Ahem.
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Don’t they use the Euro? Turkey isn’t in the EU, and they do. In places I guess.
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Jojo, quite.
Pog, yes, I fear so. And you will find out for yourself someday and then you’ll be sorry (snicker, snicker).
Loc, of course.
BHM, didn’t know they took euro in Turkey in spots, will bear in mind, if I ever go on holidays again…
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Oh yes you will!
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