The quickening

That sounds like something out of a sci-fi film, but that's what it's called. The day that a pregnant woman first feels her baby's movements has been significant throughout the ages, they say.

And now it's significant for me too!

We're sitting, we're sitting!

This is what they do when they think they're going to get something to eat...

A weekend in the North

Over this past weekend, we spent a few days at our old stomping grounds - Mseleni Hospital. We stayed with our friends Kobus and Gerda Viljoen, and their lovely kids - Wentzel (3), Annalou (2) and Uju (6 months).





They are a great family, and we so enjoyed being part of the (mostly) organised chaos.






















Sunday morning was spent playing Boere Speletjies at the local Sunday School's Christmas party - this is Kobus demonstrating how to get a face-full of flour.





We spent Monday night at Sodwana Lodge with Pete and Michelle Richardson, who are out on holiday from a cold, dark and wet UK. Plans to dive on Tuesday were scuppered by terrible conditions - with a visability of about 4 metres. I hope they got their dives in on Wednesday!

Baby Boy Bishop

We had our second formal ultrasound scan last week when Baby Boy was 17 weeks old. He is growing really well, and has the correct number of fingers and toes. Oh, and he's definitely a boy.

You'll have to take my word for it that this blurred black-and-white picture is in fact his profile. He was moving around a whole lot and it was really hard to believe that I couldn't feel it yet! The obstetrician has a nifty scanner that records the whole scan onto video tape, so we've already got some footage for his 21st.

We'll be having a detailed anomaly scan at 23 weeks, and it looks like we'll also have a 3D scan sometime after that (part of the package at the hospital I plan to deliver at).

All is on track then for the 11 May due date (though I'm sure he doesn't need 40 weeks in-utero - surely 36 is enough?).

We are planning a trip to Cape Town at 35 weeks, so perhaps I'll end up delivering there instead. Maybe that way he'll be accepted at a Capetonian without having to have lived there for the requisite 15 years... what do the Capetonians think?