pregnancy

My slogan

For years, whatever happened, I had only one thing to say: “You don’t get to tell me what to do here!” Of course, it was fun, it wasn’t meant to be aggressive or degrading to anyone, it was really only a bloody sentence to say something not appropriate in every situation.

We laughed a lot about it – I remember one occasion when I was in a hotel with Csino, a very good friend of mine, and I don’t know how, but something brought up the line: Simon meets God, and when God wants to say something, Simon says: you don’t get to tell me what to do here!

OK, now that doesn’t sound so funny, but back then it was. I can’t explain it why, but it was. Maybe we were drunker then than now, but I remember that it happened in the morning – although that does not rule out being the alcohol.

Anyway, I have always had some kind of favourite words or expressions, sentences through my life, these things have been following me.

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End of the nine-month

According to the first date by the doctors, our third child is due to arrive on the 15th of July, so, as I am writing this post on the 14th, we have only one day until the prediction. I know that most of the children don’t arrive on the correct date they are said to, but the first two, the girls, arrived exactly when they had to.

So, you could think our children are very orderly – and they are, right until they are born.

But that is how they should be, shouldn’t they?

Probably my wife is the one who’s the most eager to get it over with, and she has some reasons, I can see that. The boy and her tummy are big, I guess everything is uncomfortable by now, sleeping on this side, sleeping on the other side, sitting, half-sitting, walking or standing, it doesn’t matter, it is not good – although she has been enjoying every little bit of her pregnancy, as she had always done.

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