1. What did you do in 2014 that you'd never done before?
Got knocked up. That's kind of a big one, I guess.
Eh. I don't really do resolutions because I don't need another stick with which to beat myself. There's usually a vague thought about getting fit, losing weight, blahblah but I know in my heart of hearts I'm quite happy to truck along eating a wheel of cheese and watching the development of my bingo wings.
27 October 2014. Labour Day, a Monday. Even though it was a public holiday, I needed to go in to work, so I got up early, leaving P in bed. I went to the bathroom. I started the shower while three minutes passed. I stopped it again. I climbed back into bed with P and broke the news. We lay there, quietly, for quite a while.
Freaking out, I suppose. We still cannot get our heads around the fact that we're going to be parents.
19 December 2014. The day of Dad's biopsy. It suddenly became real that my father is mortal.
Making it through the first trimester, I suppose, if that can be counted as an achievement? It sucked and then it got better. We thought for a while that I was going to miscarry, so it feels like an achievement to have got this far (15 weeks tomorrow).
9. What was your biggest failure?
10. Did you suffer illness or injury?
Once again nothing changes from 2013:
House! Also getting piffled away on food and booze; we're just so GOOD at spending on that.
Oh, one other item - pregnancy tests. I wasted a loooooooot of those.
Seeing an embryo and then a foetus at successive scans. Unreal. Butterfly feelings. P wanted to go out for champagne afterwards, which is our usual celebratory reaction, but isn't particularly appropriate for me, just now!
Both P and I were promoted this year. While each of us felt a bit wrung out at the time of our own promotion, we were super excited for each other. I'm so proud of him - he sets goals, achieves them and is so diligent and hardworking.
b) Thinner or fatter? Oh yes, most definitely fatter.
c) Richer or poorer? Wee bit richer - promotions, plus we paid off a chunk of mortgage, even though we spent a bit on the house. Property values keep rising, so I guess in a very theoretical sort of a way we're a bit richer in equity too?
Debt reduction, as ever. With the beauty of hindsight, spending more time with my family.
The plan was to have a few Christmases with the family - on the day itself, we were meant to be at our house, with P's mother, brother, sister-in-law, SIL's brother and SIL's parents. That changed with Dad's diagnosis and we spent Christmas at my parents' place. We ate, played boules in the sunshine & napped indoors when it got too hot.
With Tabitha, Timothy and Cokes I most definitely fell in love. I wanted cats in 2013 and in 2014/first days of 2015 they have been such a joy.
As always, I fell a bit more in love with P. He has been so wonderful during the early stages of pregnancy and I don't know what I would have done without him over the past four weeks during Dad's diagnosis. He's upset and grieving too, but he's consistently treated me patiently, kindly and respectfully, when I haven't always been rational.
20. What was your favourite TV programme?
24. What did you want and not get?
Now? A positive prognosis for Dad.
26. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?
I could not for the life of me recall what I did on my 32nd birthday! I actually had to check the post I wrote the day after (THIS is why I keep a blog!) - we had friends around for dinner and to watch the rugby the night before and P's friend P2 conned me into a night on the town in the early hours of my birthday itself. We spent the day of my birthday hungover and giggly.
Holy shit that's prescient. Or, you know, trite enough to apply to any life situation. Let's pretend it was prescient of me, shall we?
I've also learned that life really isn't fair.