Some days are diamonds, Some days are stone.....

Not in the interest of upsetting anyone, but in the interest of keeping our diary real, I feel I need to record the not so good days as well as the fantastic ones......and today I am afraid is one of the "not so good" ones. It is strange how these days creep up on you, and the silly little things that send you over the edge - in my case today it is the fact that I still can't seem to find a way to get my photographs printed, stupid I know, but this minor little frustration has me in tears wishing I could just pop into the fuji photoshop in Hillcrest and get it done, which leads me to a longing for a vanilla cinnamon latte' with Bee, Tracy and Lin at Mugg and Bean, and Chinese Chicken for dinner at my folks, and a stupid ginger and white cat called Hobbs.

So for those of you out there who have made a huge move like ours or are planning it, be aware that these days do happen, does it mean I am gagging to go back, of course not, does it mean I am feeling a bit low today, yes it does and I know that it is completely normal and it too will pass, especially as we are going up to visit Cayne and Linda near Bristol this weekend, and the familiarity of good friends always helps.

One little bit of good news however is that I have literally just heard from the Princess Royal Hospital that the birth of the bump will in fact be covered by the NHS and that is a HUGE weight off our shoulders as since Saturday last week there has been the possibility that we wouldn't qualify and have to pay ourselves, which if you think is expensive in SA, you have no idea...so you see there is good in every day, we just need to find it.