A week we were glad to farewell, with a nice finish...

I think it's safe to say we've had a week from hell. And I hope, so very hope, that we never cop another week like this one. First of all, James came down unexpectedly and quite suddenly with a nasty case of the flu mid-way through the footy on Saturday. One minute up and running about (although in hindsight he wasn't 100% then either) to the next, miserable and lethargic in my arms. After a dose of medicine he sparked up enough to eat dinner and have a bath and we hoped it was going to be a short term illness. It wasn't.

After tag-teaming all Saturday night (including Matt's parents!), and a combined total of about 2 hours sleep for Matt and I, we decided that I should leave the boys at the farm and head off to the Sunday netball semi on my own. I did, we won, and then we met up again on the way home (a lazy 3 hour trip for me - really nice to sit still for 3 hours after a very physical match!).

After arriving home with all hopes that James was on the improve, we had our hopes dashed again by him being just as flat as he was 24hours earlier. As I type now, a week later, he's still not 100%. Nasty damned flu...

Then, as welcome as pimples on your wedding day, I copped the flu Monday and ended up in bed til Thursday. Poor Matty has worked like a slave between meeting necessary work committments and doing absolutely everything he could for James and I in between. Matt's mum, Denise, came over to baby/mummy sit on Monday and Tuesday, and my Mum was on the verge of flying down to look after us.

Fortunately, we're well enough now to survive on our own while Matt went off to Wunghnu to play footy today (which I can add now they won by 2 goals booking a spot in the grannie and a week off to rest up!)

But on a positive note, we got a sneak peak at Bubba Tinks #2 on Friday. All is going well, there's the right number of fingers and toes and everything else is developing and in the right place. I'm somewhere between 14 and 16 weeks????? or maybe it's a big baby... Has to be a tough bugger to have survived so far!

It's a 'front on' of sorts. Lying facing the photo on it's side, head on left, then little hands, then huge abdomen... As the sonographer said "Cute, if you like aliens..."