So, we are still waiting for our barn conversion. Apparently we are close to starting building, but I have heard that many times before- and we are currently looking at saying 'in by christmas', but for the 3rd christmas so I'm not so convinced. Hopeful, but not convinced.
Baby three is due in August and kicking like a bucking bronco. The bump is definitely growing and I have already had several total strangers call to me across car-parks, and at checkout queues, etc amusing things like 'look at your bump, its massive!' 'are you having the baby today? 'are you sure its not twins'... Naturally I find this both flattering and hilarious.
As the barn was taking so long, we decided to move to somewhere a bit bigger. Living in the cottage next door to our homing heroes was fabulous, but with number 3 on the way, we just needed
m o r e s p a c e .
We have been in our new place now for nearly 3 months and it's great. Having a playroom and a grownup sitting room is the most luxurious thing I can think of. Well, one of them.
So, we wait on. Is patience a virtue? or is life what happens to you when you are making other plans (as a very wise man once said)
Waiting for our baby, waiting for Handsome husband to finish his course, waiting for Downton Abbey series 3 (exciting people, very exciting) and for the new John Lewis in Exeter to open in December. We might even be in the new barn by christmas?
There is so much in the pipeline, we just need to remember to enjoy the waiting game.
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