hearbeats & flab

So there I was lying on a examination table, shirt pulled up, trouser down when...
boom,boom,boom,boom,boom,boom....
Baby's heartbeat going at what sounded like a hundred miles an hour - in reality its beating at twice the rate of mine (whatever that may be!). Thankfully the baby was in a co-operative mood and was lying in a prime position for getting its heart listened to. The midwife had warned it could take a while to find, as it sometimes does at this stage, - which would have played havoc with my nerves. So now we've had 'photographic' and 'sound' proof that there is something in there.
I was considering posting a 'bump' picture until the midwife commented that I was at that stage of just beginning to look like I had a bump rather than looking like I had just put on weight. So I think I'll wait a little while, until things get a little firmer down there :)Its most definitely growing though. However, one can still forget......

(the scene E & H's bedroom, this morning...)
H (seriously): By the way do you know you have a bump there...?
E (bemused): What? Where?.....

Oh dear*

employment

Considering the fact that at the beginning of the week I was basically unemployed its pretty good to be sitting one day later with not just one job but two!
My contract for the research position ran out just before Christmas but yesterday I had an interview for the subsequent project and they kindly offered it to me. So I'll be settling back into my desk in Edinburgh.
Also, through contacts I made last year I was offered some freelance work for a institute at Stirling Uni, my old stomping ground, and Im currently working on an article and theres more work in the pipeline.
So Im feeling energerised and most wanted.

fresh start

Here we are in a new year and I thought it fitted the occasion to start with a bit of a redesign and a clean slate. So goodbye 2006, although I will not forget you, and welcome 2007. A year which I start dairy-free, caffiene-free, alcohol-free and you would be forgiven for thinking fun-free also. But something is to happen later this year which makes up for the sacrafice whilst exciting me and scaring me to death at the same time and its this



So lets raise a glass, of something non-alcoholic, to the year already christened as the 'Year of the Baby Micski' !