Monthly Archives: February 2010

Baby C is doing very well, thank you!


I had another appointment today and it looks like Baby C is a nice healthy baby.

We are nearly 29 weeks (28 weeks + 5 days) and the height of the womb is 29cm (+1 cm in three weeks – seems a tiny growth to me, but the lady said it is perfect), heart beat is fine, and after smashing my belly as a bread dough, she said it’s all good.

I found out about a new trick to “activate” her: drink icy water. hehe Apparently the cold stimulates the baby. I hope it’s healthy (for her), as I’m going to try it this weekend. 😀  I L-O-V-E to feel and see her moves.; it’s just the best feeling ever!

Other than that, if all keeps going as it is, it looks like I’ll be able to have the baby at a birth centre for a more natural experience. I’ll find out more in my next appointment, in 4 weeks time.


I love nice people!


As I mentioned before, I’ve been working quite hard lately. We’ve been very busy at work, with several events, meetings, projects, objectives, etc. It will be a tough year for the whole department and a short but busy year for me.

So, after several days starting early, finishing late and spending hours standing up at an event on Wednesday, I finally collapsed last Thursday. Hmm, ok, not collapsed but almost there.

My journey to work was running as usual, train 1 ok, train 2 ok, tube… not ok. Too hot, no seats, heart racing, world turning round, sickness, uh-oh, am I going to faint? My first reaction was to leave the train – one station before mine. I was going to wait until I was well enough to catch another train and go to work, when the guy working at the station came to me to ask if I was alright. I said I was a bit dizzy and breathless but was going to be alright. He promptly called the supervisor who came downstairs with a glass of cold water and looked after me for 10 minutes. He tried to contact someone at work to pick me up at the station but it was too early. Once I was feeling better and was ready to go, he asked a female member of staff to accompany me until my station. Claire is her name. She went all the way to my work with me. VIP treatment.

Honestly, I was never so well treated here. One can say anything about the transport system in London, but I can’t complain of the staff. Never had any issues, they might not always be all smiles 100% of the times, but they are polite, answer your questions, help you out – but this particular experience made me want to hug every single staff member I see.

Long live all the nice people in the world!

P.S.: The same way I complain about wrong things, I like to praise the good ones, so I’m writing to the Underground Customer Service to congratulate them for the great staff service! These people are heroes to deal with all the grumpy commuters.



Last weekend we had some friends sleeping over. It was great as it was a while since we last had time to chat properly about our plans, lives and the world. We had dinner cooked by Mari, a lovely chicken with onion cream and parma ham, potatoes and salad and on the following day we went to our favourite Portuguese restaurant not too far from here.

We tried to watch a film – Ali (about Mohammed Ali) – we all slept in the middle. The film was too slow for us and also didn’t explain much – I guess it’s for Ali’s fans, who know everything about him. Not our case.

On Sunday we also went to our future neighbourhood and showed our future house to our friends. From the outside as there are still people leaving in it. Far from civilization, but beautiful area.

Gui had a bad cold and I was really surprised that they came all the way from far-West London to visit us. Surprised but happy, because it’s a big effort and we had loads of fun. In the end, Mari and Mr. C caught the old (he was off sick 2 days), and Italiano was almost there. I was the only one who left the weekend unharmed(*).

Mr. C told his mom today that I don’t get sick because I come from Amazon and I have good resistence. I don’t come from Amazon, but I had so many alergy jabs when I was young and went through so many treatments to cure my allergies and bronchitis that I wouldn’t be surprised that I killed all the possible virus in me. I can’t even remember the last time I had a flu.

Busy and happy and tired and big


So much going on that I don’t even know where to start from.

Tomorrow I have blood test and midwife appointment, so I’m working from home. Since it has been raining these days, I’m loving the idea of working under the duvet.

Next week we will have the first interviews to find my replacement. Can’t wait to get this out of the way. In the meantime, I’m trying to do my best to sort out as much as I can without killing myself.

I learned the hard way that pregnant women do have some limitations and life is not the same as before. After several weeks of extremely hard work and long hours, last Thursday I got really dizzy on the tube (a separate post about it to come). So since then I’ve been taking it easy and trying to get to work later – as it’s hard to leave on time.

Some few on going personal projects also taking a lot of time and keeping me busy but also very happy. I like being very busy and having different things going on at the same time.

On the baby front, we finally bought the pram-pushchair-car seat combo. Very bright to match Baby C’s personality (she wishes) and make sure people can see us from miles away. Mr. C was at home and assemble the whole thing on his own. Mommy just had a tiny little bit to do including a speedy course on how to handle the whole thing.


Here is a blurry picture of the thing ready to be used: pram, portable changing mat (this bag hanging from the pram) and the car sear (at the back). When Baby C is bigger, the pram will be replaced by the pushchair, without us having to pay for another item. Oh, at it was a bargain on eBay!

A quick detour from our original plans, Mr. C is changing jobs pretty soon. It wasn’t part of the master plan, but some changes are here for good and this is one of them. Of course we have the cons, meaning that he will travel a lot (actually, that’s pretty good for his career – and long term for the family). This also means that we will have a speedy time off work end of March and go baby-shopping for the useful bits and pieces.

We have also found our home. It’s beautiful and we can see ourselves as a very happy family in it. We are lot celebrating it yet, as the house is not ours until the contract is signed by both parties – which can take some few months. We are hoping that the process will go smoothly and – if all is good – move before Baby C arrives.

And because we are crazy, we keep looking at other projects to run in between changing jobs-buying a house-moving homes-giving birth. This is by far the busiest year of our lives!

Time flies, or not


It feels like a long time since I last posted, but it has been just a week. I guess this is the feeling when you are used to post on a daily basis, 20 posts a day.

I can’t believe that it’s March next Monday! And it’s Mr. C’s birthday next Thursday!! I haven’t plan anything yet – honestly, I didn’t have the time to plan for anything lately. At least I think about people – sad that they don’t catch my thought waves.

Speaking of birthdays, it’s quite interesting how Mr. C’s family’s birthdays are all in the first 6 months of the year. Daddy in January, Mommy in February (la multi ani), his is in March, Sis in April, Baby in May, girlfriend in June.

Mood swings


I’ve always been moody. One can argue that this is a female characteristic anyway, but I admit that I can be a bit above average. Not proud, but not embarrassed either. I guess the new pregnancy has acentuated these moody crisis a bit more. In 10 minutes I can go from having loads of fun to wishing Big Ben could reprise, right here right now. Sometimes I just can’t stand myself.

Having said that, I have to say that although there is a lot going on in our lives these weeks, I can’t really complain of anything (I can but I won’t).

Life is beautiful moment:

Spring should be here anytime soon and I love spring;
10 more weeks and I’m off for a 10 months “holiday”;
I L-O-V-E my belly;
I’m very tired, but my skin is great;
Our to do list is huge and I’m loving it!

New & old traditions or sort of


Shrove Tuesday is a term associated in English-speaking countries, especially Canada, Ireland, Australia,[1] New Zealand, and parts of the United States[2] for the day preceding Ash Wednesday, the first day of the season of fasting and prayer called Lent.

In the United Kingdom and many other countries, the day is often known as Pancake Day. Making and eating such foods was considered a last feast with ingredients such as sugar, fat and eggs, whose consumption was traditionally restricted during the ritual fasting associated with Lent.

From Wikipedia.

Lent, in Christian tradition, is the period of the liturgical year leading up to Easter. The traditional purpose of Lent is the preparation of the believer — through prayer, penitence, almsgiving and self-denial — for the annual commemoration during Holy Week of the Death and Resurrection of Jesus, which recalls the events linked to the Passion of Christ and culminates in Easter, the celebration of the Resurrection of Jesus Christ.

There are traditionally forty days in Lent which are marked by fasting, both from foods and festivities, and by other acts of penance. The three traditional practices to be taken up with renewed vigour during Lent are prayer (justice towards God), fasting (justice towards self), and almsgiving (justice towards neighbour). Today, some people give up a vice of theirs, add something that will bring them closer to God, and often give the time or money spent doing that to charitable purposes or organizations.

Extracted from Wikipedia


Let’s say that in terms of religious celebrations, I’m a bit useless. Ok, I’m a bit useless for lots of things, but let’s focus here.

Yesterday was Mr. J’s birthday (photos to come) and also Pancake Day. It was the first time ever I heard of Pancake Day, even after more than 4 years leaving in the UK. No, I didn’t have pancake – went for a burger instead since we went to an American Diner (are there non-American diners?), but maybe next year?

Today is Ash Wednesday. For me, it was always the last day of a long holiday, the last day of carnival and when the samba school winner was announced. Now, colleagues at work decided to “celebrate” Lent and give up something collectively. I don’t like the expression “give up”, especially because I don’t have any serious vice. It sounds more like a failure to me. Anyway, this year I decided to give it a go – I won’t fast, cut red meat or do anything extreme – I can’t anyway. I don’t have anything interesting to give up – I don’t smoke, I’m not drinking. So what’s the plan? Partially give up chocolate and bad sugar. Partially because  I’ve decided I won’t give up anything 100% in my life – something will always be there, good or bad. So, 40 days having at least 50% less consumption of chocolate and other sweets, replaced by fruits or water. It’s a good compromise I guess. Let’s see where this goes.