But I officially overdid it yesterday, hubby is out of the house for once, and I have no motivation to even get dressed yet-so here I am!
So a lot has happened in the last month....G started applying for jobs all over the place even though he is still 2 months away from finishing his degree-and lo and behold he got offered one at a great company in a town about an hour away from where we live now...and the best part is that they want him to finish his degree and are willing to give him the time he needs to do this, as well as start working for them.
The place we are moving to was actually on the bottom of my list of all of the places he had applied for jobs in....but I came around very quickly once we had made a few trips there and settled on a new place to rent. It's actually a beautiful area,(it's even won awards for NZ's most beautiful city!) it's green, surrounded by lakes and forest, as well as having a thriving little city centre -I think we're going to love it.
It's going to be so different for me-but I'm looking on it as a bit of a challenge. I have lived in my coastal hometown forever, my parents are still living in the house that I grew up in, and G and I have always rented around the same area. But there's also something quite exciting about moving and setting up our own family unit in a new place!
So the last 2 weeks have been a bit of a whirlwind of sorting and organizing...and trying to do as much as I can without heavy lifting (as G is frantically trying to get through as many reports and projects as he can before he starts the new job)-and also spending time googling why you're not supposed to heavy lift while your pregnant?...apparently it's because your ligaments and muscles are more relaxed and therefore can get injured easily. No need to tell me twice, I won't be arguing on that one.
And I need to just stop here now and say-my mum is an absolute angel. Even though she's knackered herself-and I'm pretty sure Chemo patients probably aren't supposed to be doing heavy lifting either, she's been helping me pack and load boxes, bringing me snacks and treats, cleaning my oven, vacuuming even though I insisted I'm fine to do it (she claims it's because she loves using my Dyson so much.....I'm not convinced) and has just been an all-round amazing mum. I feel so guilty when she's tired herself, but she insists on helping and wants to keep busy-and I have to admit we make a good team working away together. I'm going to miss having her only 10 minutes away, and being able to call in for a chat and drink, and I'm hoping they'll come and stay with us on the weekends and I can spoil HER for once!
So that's one exciting life change happening at the moment...and of course the other exciting life change is still growing and thriving nicely, I'm just over 21 weeks pregnant now....and our little Pepe is actually a Pepelina! We had our 20 week scan and were thrilled to find out there's a little girl on board, and she's growing and doing well. I always thought that I wouldn't find out the sex of baby...and would want it to be a surprise. But let me tell you, I'm so glad we did find out, it just felt right for us, and I think after the dramas of the first trimester, I felt I needed to know -to find something out about this feisty little being in there. And I really had no inklings either way in the end-I would have been just as thrilled with a boy, either way, it's lovely just knowing.
I also thought I would never rush out and buy pink clothes if we ever found out- but alas...Pepelina's growing wardrobe now includes a pair of pink ruffle-bum tights, and a pink&white flowery onesie. But she really wanted them, and who am I to deny her?
So that's the catch up post, life is changing and trucking along quite nicely, and I shall be back next week posting from my new location.....:)
