Dress - vintage (bought in Paris last year)/ Gumboots - The Warehouse/ Hoodie - AS Colour
Phew it has felt like a crazy busy week. I spent the last 10 days home alone while Nic gallivanted around the country on a photography project. For the first week I hung around feeling very sorry for myself and missing him a whole lot. Then I finally realised that I wasn't doing myself any favours and needed to pull myself together, so I filled the second week with work, dinner dates, and even a concert. Yup that's right, I took the kid to it's first Psychobilly show! The Nekromantix played in town and I scored myself some cheap tickets so figured why not. I was a little bit nervous about being bumped into but managed to hang out at the back and steered clear of the mosh pit so it was no problem. After a full day of moving and kicking the baby was finally still for most of the night (or until the music ended anyway), so now I'm thinking hmmm, is loud punk music what this kid likes as lullaby's?? It also experienced its first burlesque show too last night and seemed quite happy kicking away to the tantalising music, and whoops and whistles! It was great to be able to catch the lovely Rosina Lee in her last show before the arrival of her little man too. She was looking great and put me to shame by shimmying and dancing around the room while I had to go and find myself a chair to plonk my butt down on half way through.
Other than that everything is just swell. The kid is in full action mode now and loves nothing more than to get a good work out in just as I want to wind down for the day. The moving I can handle but the kicks still give me such a fright and I'm sure it's having a good giggle about that!
Tomorrow marks the beginning of week 21 which means there are officially less pregnant weeks left than what we've already had. Kind of blows my mind!