Wednesday, January 27, 2010

We all live in a yellow bus.

Our peak period has been over for some time and we are fairly sure that the 'big' day must have been the first day of the seven. My wife seems overly pissed about this but I have told her that anything we do tends to have some interesting issues. "Remember, the yellow bus?" - this brought a smile to her face.

Thursday, January 21, 2010

The Thin Pink Line

Ok - my hard fought faith in science is being tested to the max.
It has been seven consecutive days of testing and none of the tests have come up positive !

Sunday, January 17, 2010

I could tell you but then I'd have to ... move town.

Secrecy and stealth are key to the baby-making process.
If too many people find out what you have in mind then the couple soon starts to get treated like a ‘delivery device’ and a ‘receptacle’. If these people happen to be friends and family, then it will soon be forgotten that you are necessary at all.

Friday, January 15, 2010

Peeing on a stick for the greater good

Up until now, you might be forgiven for believing that my wife and I are the only members of our familial nucleus. Not so. Currently occupying the number two spot in the Marwaha Clan is Lili, our little dog.

Monday, January 11, 2010

Necessity is the mother of app-vention

This is the first of what I imagine will be numerous whine sessions!

It’s been a few days since my wife and I worked out how to use the ovulation test. Ever since, I get the impression that there are a fair few preparations being made around me that I am not completely aware of. I can’t put my finger on it – but I have suspicions!

Friday, January 8, 2010

A little knowledge is a dangerous and worrying thing.

My head is going to explode!
Aside from well-meaning-gay-friends, board-certified-obstetricians or that-bearded-guy-from-CSI, no man should know this much about the female reproductive system.

Saturday, January 2, 2010

It begins...

It's been a few months since my wife's sister announced her pregnancy. The family went into the regular frenzy about it and it seemed that you couldn't get into a discussion of coffee, horse racing or NASCAR (for that matter) without someone saying,
"Well, coffee is no good for babies!", or
"Remember those pony rides on the beach when you were kids?", or
"NASCAR! Now that's something the babies will like!"