Schools out for maternity!

36 weeks + 1, and no more school!

So, I am officially on maternity leave! Friday was my last day at school, and what a lovely day I had. It doesn't actually feel like I have finished work for a year, and because its half term, I simply feel like I have a week off.

My class were fab for my last day-well behaved and gushing about how much they'll miss me (its nice to be loved). Bless them, they also got me lots of  pretty pressis and thoughtful cards.

In the morning I was called up to the front of assembly (there was me thinking I'd get away quietly....) and presented with beautiful flowers, a voucher and a lovely baby comforter. It actually made me realise how much I love  my job-most of the time-and how super my colleagues and my class are. Though the staff did find it rather amusing when I said I was looking forward to not getting up early now, the grins on their faces read 'silly lady-you'll be getting up early for the next few years at least!'.

Playing with the pram

My brother turned up on Friday evening to find us in our lounge, amongst piles of cardboard boxes and baby things. We'd decided to get the pram out and attempt to work it! 

After 45 minutes, Tim had put the pram up, collapsed it again, fixed the car seat to the base in the car, and attached the car seat to the pram base. I on the other hand, had sat and watched in sheer bewilderment.... How on earth was I ever going to leave the house when I couldn't work any of the contraptions?!  It all got a little too much and I had a mini meltdown. I don't necessarily think it was just the putting up of the pram that led to it, but maybe that I'd just had my last day at work. Also the fact that I remember the day when we didn't even dare think of buying a single thing for baby chappo, and now here we are with a nursery full of furniture, clothes, and items ready to welcome a new person in to our little family. A little bundle of joy that we didn't dare imagine would make it past 'that day when we found out'.

After a big cuddle with Tim and Winston (our first baby, hehe), we put the bits and bobs away and chilled out. Calm was restored.

Winston woes

One person slightly more overwhelmed by the recent changes and purchases, is Winston, our beloved little Springador. He knows that something is happening - he's scared stiff of the pram, obsessed with
 the nursery, and adamant that all new soft toys (for the baby) are his! We really hope that he adjusts quickly to having a baby in the house, and isn't too put out, as he is just a big a part of the family and I do worry about him. Non dog owners will probably think I'm nuts for worrying about how it will affect a dog, but those amongst you who are dog owners/lovers will understand.  Anyway, everyone adjusts, and I'm sure he will too.

So, what's in store for me and bump now?

 This week is a busy week.....me and Tim have our last scan and a midwife appointment, I'll be catching up with a fabulous friend who is brining her baby boy for his first visit (some nappy changing practice for me), and I've  a hair and beauty appointment, which is a rare luxury. Oh, and going into school to catch up with my marking-for the last time in a while!