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As many of you may well know, we got a bit of a fright this week... 
Instead of being due around the middle of next month, a new scan was handed to Megan last weekend, with the prognosis that our little boy or girl was could be due to arrive at the start of the month.  This wouldn't be so scary if it wasn't in three short weeks' time...  The last month has flown - it might as well not have happened.  I have no idea where it went...  and now my baby's arriving in less time than that??   I'm panicking, slightly.
At the moment we're both incredibly busy: Meg has the end of financial year to deal with, along with a recent trip to Australia for an IT conference; I followed her there so spent all the last little while seeing family & friends in a whirlwind trip, got back to Manila with a heap of admin to do, and now I'm about to take off again for the UK.  Meg won't be joining me - she's too far along to fly - but her mother is coming here to help her with anything she needs.  I feel less bad knowing she'll be here, but of course I'll be upset that I'm not here to help her (in my defence, I had this trip planned months before anyone got pregnant).

The Sydney trip was great, we were able to do get some shopping done & pick up some much needed items - including an Australian standard baby capsule.  I also got to pop in on a mate who's just had a beautiful baby boy.  Catching up with those guys was invaluable!!  Everything they had to say was a great help.  It seemed like when I was first getting my drivers licence - you can do all the reading you can for a year, but it all gets thrown out the window with one week's practical experience...

My parents also got to see Megan in all her glory.  As it's their first grandchild, I think it was pretty meaningful to them & really hit home that this baby is coming! 

For me now, though, I don't have time to scratch myself...  I've got to make sure Meg's still breathing before packing my bags for another long haul flight... 




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