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Friday, 21 March 2014
Me, the mum to be and bump’s holiday to Bournemouth
So the three of us went off to Bournemouth for the mum to be’s
birthday and what a lovely few days of sun, sand, sea and…………..sky high
After all the excitement since January and the whole ‘’telling
everyone” fun and frolics, we needed a break and it was indeed just what the
Wednesday saw us arrive and barely unpack before we were
down on the beach admiring the view before a naughty KFC to complete a lovely
Onto Thursday and the mum to be’s birthday, I promised it
would be her day and she certainly enjoyed it. I even got her a card from the bump
as well which she found lovely.
Generous family has meant we have dealt with the how we will
afford things question, well at least in part.
Dear Mothercare, we’re coming in soon to redeem the
vouchers, be warned!
After a breakfast at Weatherspoons (her idea) we ended up at
a bra fitting, meaning I was left alone in the lingerie section. No matter how
relaxed and how much I looked like ‘I am with a woman honestly’ I still stuck
out! Sorry to the ladies who were browsing!
In the evening we went along to Harry Ramsden’s, home of the
best fish and chips I have ever tasted.
She was very spoiled but deserved every last bit. To be
honest I tried to spoil her throughout the holiday, I looked at her one morning
and still can’t believe what she is doing for us. I am eternally thankful.
We started off for home on Saturday and well the car sounded
funny, 10 minutes later we were in Mastertech on Brassey Road with a broken
One of the funniest moments was when the mechanic tried to
wedge the spring together to allow us to get home (with advice to get it in a
Two minutes with a chisel and said broken spring didn’t
wedge, instead it flew off and sailed across the garage!
So we were there for two more days but on Sunday afternoon
we sat on the pier, holding hands and looking at the water and horizon.
It was a moment which summed up how I feel at the moment and
how I have felt since January 3, contentment.