New one on the way, head injury and trips to IKEA

I've been asked recently why it is I have been tweeting so much, but not writing on my blog. I guess they are the same thing really, especially seeing as my tweets can be found in the sidebar of this blog. Also, it takes only a few seconds to use Twitter, but it takes a wee while to sit down and write a blog article. For example, the time that I'm using to type this should really (in the eyes of Mrs. G.) be being used to erect the nursery furniture we just bought from IKEA.

That's right, there is another baby on the way, I don't know if I mentioned that before, but he is nearly here. It has been a rocky road, like before, but there is light at the end of the tunnel. Mrs. G is 36 weeks today and the bump would no longer really be premature should he make an appearance. This is good, as he looked like he was coming two weeks ago! We were due to go to Center Parcs for the week, and on the Saturday Mrs. G started contracting 3 in 10, fairly strong and we had to go to the delivery suite. Luckily it was where I had worked before and they got the registrar to see us straight away without having to be seen by an SHO who no doubt would have been a GP trainee with no interest in O&G. A quick 'fibronectin' test later and we were assured that bump would not be coming for at least two weeks. Nice.

We had a great time at Center Parcs, as usual. We went to the Sherwood Forest one again, and stayed in a villa next door to the swimming pool. There is always a difference in family dynamic everytime we go to CP, there is usually someone different with us and this time it was the bump. Mrs. G couldn't go on any of the fun slides, but made it a couple of times down the big tube ones. Josh however wanted to go on everything, which he managed all except the Rapids, he isn't really a strong enough swimmer to manage that one. That said, Josh has excellent form when it comes to swimming strokes, and his armbands are probably not that far from coming off. I've attached some CP pictures to this article.

Yesterday I had a real injury! I was in the lounge, we'd had a fairly lazy day sorting things round the house, an I went to lie down backwards on the new carpet. BAM! I hit the back of my head really hard on the oak nest of tables I got Mrs. G for Christmas. Ooooo, the pain. I couldn't bear to move for a few moments, but once I realised I could still see and move I went to assess the damage. My family were with me, but I quickly remembered that I was the medically trained one, and they haven't yet been on that first aid course I've been promising to sort out for them! So I sorted my own bleeding head (torrential, needed a gauze dressing and a bandage!) and then came back to clean the blood off the new carpet. Crazy! I was pleased to find myself alive and well this morning, and I'm not sure whether it was me or concussion talking but I agreed to go to IKEA over lunchtime.

We did some last minute nursery furniture shopping, had a good lunch, and my concussion allowed me to spend whatever the number was on the chip/pin machine. Not sure what the total was, my eyes were still a bit blurry! ;)

Bye for now, the wee man wants some grapes!