Archive for January 2010

Competition: The Name Game

January 25, 2010

If you have been reading me here or at Bun in the Oven, you would know that I am now four months pregnant. Naturally we have been thinking about baby names but R and I are having trouble deciding on something we both like. Whenever a name comes up we would go, “It’s too poser”, “With that name s/he is going get made fun of”, “That doesn’t sound right” etc etc.

So we think perhaps it would be a good idea to open it the floor for suggestions! At this point in time we don’t know if we are having a boy or a girl, so feel free to submit names for either genders. Interesting but not poser or tacky names are preferred, and it would be a real bonus if your suggested names could reflect our heritages. Oh and it’s important that it sounds nice with R’s surname, Hope.

We’ll be offering a surprise gift for the best suggestion, so keep those entries coming! Have fun!

Conversation with R #5

January 24, 2010

R, where is my glass of apple juice? You said you’ll get it for me ages ago.

(Goes to fridge and pours juice in glass)

You always take so long to do something!

(Brings glass into living room) Apologies for the delay. And I’m sorry pregnancy has robbed you of the use of your lower limbs.


Terrible gut feeling

January 19, 2010

I had such a frightening night.

At 00:45, I woke suddenly with a sharp pain in my stomach, right underneath my breast bone. It came about strongly and suddenly and I immediately sat up from the bed, thinking it would go away. It didn’t and the pain was acute and persistent.

I clutched my stomach and tried to breathe. My brows were locked and I was in misery. I sat there for a few minutes wondering what was wrong. I didn’t feel like burping, my stomach wasn’t rumbling, I didn’t have the urge to go to the toilet. I am used to getting gastric discomfort which is usually a dull ache easily soothed by a tummy rub. I have never had anything so severe that “desperate” was the only feeling I had.

Out of fear and desperation, I woke R even though he had to be up at 5am to go to work. “I’m in terrible pain.” He got me some Gaviscon, which is a liquid medicine for heartburn and indigestion.

I started to break out in sweat and could only take short shallow breaths because of the pain. My cheeks were flushed and I could barely speak. “Shall I rub your tummy?” R asked. I said no, I felt like vomitting and my stomach was so tender to touch. I couldn’t lie down and I couldn’t stand up, so I just sat on the edge of the bed, clutching my stomach, crying out in pain.

R asked if I wanted to go to the hospital but I said no, hoping it would pass. R suspected it could be trapped wind so he went downstairs to make me a cup of strong peppermint tea with two teabags and honey. I drank it down and the pain got worse. Then the belching started and I slowly felt better.

I soon felt well enough to lay my head on pillows propped against the headboard and my pulse stopping racing. And then as suddenly as it came, the pain subsided and I got back into bed. At that point I just thought I was so lucky that R wasn’t on night shifts and I was on my own. The terrifying pain had completely consumed me and I wouldn’t have known what to do.

“Sorry for waking you,” I apologised to R. “It’s OK, I couldn’t sleep anyway.” he said. I turned the lights out and moments later I heard him snoring.

Neighhhhh! Here’s your shopping, Madam.

January 18, 2010

The groceries I ordered online will be delivered by the supermarket’s van tomorrow but how I wish they came in this lovely Harrods horse-drawn cart instead! I could then give the hardworking horses an apple each. Via Tommy.

Guess what came in the post?

January 15, 2010

My Beatrix Potter Complete Tales!

Hard cover and glossy pages!

My favourite story so far is The Tale of Benjamin Bunny.

How to build a snowman

January 14, 2010

First, get the husband to do the hard work – roll the snow into a massive ball for the snowman’s body.

Then I rolled a smaller snowball and put it on top to make a head. We used red onions for eyes and a banana for its mouth. And wrapped it warm with my scarf.

In the end I think it looks more like a penguin.

Still, it’s not everyday we get to build a snowman so we must strike a pose with it. And then take our frozen fruit and vegetable indoors.

The BIG Freeze

January 10, 2010

The morning after the overnight snow.

Walking to the train station.

My garden gnome may be submerged in a tub of snow and ice but hey he hasn’t lost his smile.

This is the front of my house.

A snow leopard? No, these are the footprints of a cat which frequents our garden.

OK I am really cold now, so can I please go inside?


This is my fifth winter in the UK in 10 years and boy is it FREEZING.

I woke up on Tuesday morning for work and turned on the news while I ate my toast. It was pitch black outside at 0715 and all that was splashed across the BBC headlines was the chaos caused by the overnight snow. “Surely it can’t be that bad, don’t over-exaggerate!” was my first thought. So I walked to the window and opened the blinds. The ground was a thick blanket of white. Then I thought, “OK maybe it is quite a bit of a problem.”You see the wonderful thing about snow is, unlike heavy rain or hail, it comes silently without anyone really noticing.

Still, I got myself dressed and ready for work. I made sure I had my ear muffs, gloves and scarf on before opening my front door and carefully walked to the train station. The fresh powdery snow wasn’t such a problem, but any ground which had been trodden on and became smooth and glistening was. The equivalent would be a wet marble floor.

The train and bus ran as per normal for me, but it was walking to work which was really a killer. I walked like an old lady because I have heard of so many people who had fallen and fractured their limbs or even died due to head injuries. Being 4 months pregnant, I had to be especially careful as I am normally very clumsy.When I got to work my toes were freezing due to walking on all that snow and ice and I was so tired because I had to concentrate so much on my every slow step. Bloody hell I think I would have gotten there quicker had I had a sleigh!

Over the next few days I started to realise how bad things were. Schools were shut, paramedics and A&Es were over-stretched due to weather-related medical conditions, trains were cancelled, over 44% of workers had to stay home due to the severe weather, cars stuck in snow and abandoned on the highway.

I even read one article about a lady in the Scottish Highlands who went out to town two days before Christmas to get a turkey and by the first week of January still could not get back home due to the heavy snow. Her husband had to spend Christmas and New Year alone.

The temperature has barely risen above 1C on most days and feels a lot colder when the wind blows so I really hate getting out of the house. I’ve also discovered how much I love hot beverages and soups. I have never been the kind (unlike the Brits) to down endless cups of tea or coffee, but with the dreadful cold, downing a hot cup of Milo, black tea or soya milk is true bliss.

We don’t know how long these Arctic conditions will last but it seems like the worst is over. Or so I hope anyway! Stay warm, drive slow and keep safe has to be the winter motto.