It's the morning before the scan, when we'll find out what gender baby fro is, boy or girl. Text messages have been flying through the air, Rock Chick is excited and Sparkling Eyes didn't sleep all night long. Hit by insomnia and worry everything is OK. She tried her best but had to get up for tea at two in the morning. It' an important scan Sparkling tells me. A lot can be told from it. Rock thought it was unfair there was only the choice of two sexes and not a third one. Personally I'm glad there is only two genders, imagine, three would make life a whole lot more difficult. During the night, Olly the cat did his usual but I didn't think he was so bad. it frustrated Sparkling and she threw a cushion in his direction. He seemed to go quite afterwards. I couldn't tell what was happening because of the dark. A few minutes later he was up on the bed and purring instead of meowing for attention. Cat and baby I'm lucky I got any sleep at all. Sparkling has told me this is now 5 months in Rock's pregnancy. I saw a picture last night of what the baby should look like, between twenty and twenty four weeks the foetus grows a lot. Which suggests Rock's bump is going to get particularly large over the next month. She got some maternity clothes and showed the stretchy leggings. Such leggings looked pretty comfortable for a big belly.
Today is hogmany, tonight Sparkling and Dangerous will be working to an unearthly hour for the hoards who are getting completely pissed in celebration. I'm now fed up of over eating and over drinking, it's getting more difficult to roll out of bed. I'm beginning to look like one of those toy weebles, the round bottom ones, which are so heavy, you push them and they don't fall down they just right themselves again. There certainly will be something to celebrate this afternoon, boy or girl, it could be head wetting time. Blimey, am going to need a new liver at this rate if not larger jeans.
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