Finally been in the internet. (Salah as usual stressed out, was so finished in the morning that he constantly overslept for abt an hour – if I had not to go to the bathroom, every two hours, he would not have gone to work, again… Sometimes it would have been better he had stayed at home. He shows up in the bakery shop and tells them how to bake a corn bread – they follow his instructions and the result you could have delivered to a gun shop or to a do-it-yourself shop. That bread was so heavy – you could have used it either as a hammer or as a missile… yet at that time I was lucky – he still understood his mistakes, then he arrived home and said: look I wanted it my way, it went down the drain… which man would admit his mistakes… ?
Even my dad had difficulties with that. Sometimes he cooked things which were uneatable. First he said to us – keep quiet. Later he admitted in front of the guests what had happened in the kitchen. THAT I CALL GRAND!!!
Since my husband was insightful I did not stress him EXTRA…
Only that morning I was tough with him: where is the bed for our baby? When will you go to a carpenter?
He wanted to go for a bed made of tissue. The thesis was: all of his friends had beds like this for their kids. So he wanted to buy one of those as well. Even so he hated copy cats… wow – we have a saying for that in our family (my mom’s saying): when two do the same – it is not the same…
The funny thing was, a bed made of tissues cost the same like one made of wood – so my opinion was: how very stupid!
I actually also wished for a real interior decoration for my daughter; i.e. a diaper changing table and a cupboard. Because otherwise the diapers would “sand” very quickly… I was unable to imagine that the little one would live in a box… I wanted all for the baby no interim solutions. I was not aware why I did not write “only” – because things revealed later…
My girl was a full member of “earthlings” so she deserved the best – like all of us. With other words she had the right to a good solution! That was ONLY fair! So Salah could be upset as long as he wanted, I did not care! My husband said: kids only get beds in their first 3 up to 4 years nothing else. WOW how retarded (now I see that – then I did not).
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When I had to walk I only made short distances – I was far too tired because of my very low blood pressure and Romana was right, you will “improve” in shoe sizes… at least 2 more!
The result of the legs was grand: veins hurt – legs swollen till down the toes… wow – it was soooooooooooo great! Then I had muscle cramps which was so nice – it went up till my head – a nice migraine. I loved my pregnancy very much (cynical joke). Salah massaged me. I felt as if someone had beaten me up… the weight was all in the front. There was one advantage to that – my back did not hurt anymore – the body was even so it sounds incredible – fully balanced. Yes, she had gone down. I gave her abt 2 weeks not more. Then she would wish to leave my body
She found no more space in my belly, whenever she moved somewhere else, she hurt me badly. Ok, I am sure – all pregnant women know that, so why bother them with that stuff??? Ok I was dealing with it… so it was a concern… What else did I have besides my pregnancy???
Salah was looking forward to receiving my darling. We had another argument regarding bed, again. I had told him off. If I was able to deal with the Libyan language the bed for Athana would have been there already!
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