A Visit from My Past

What an interesting day!

Had replies from my old, dearest schoolmates on Facebook. I am so happy to be in contact again with everyone after wondering for so many years who is where and what are they doing...

My stepson, Young Bull, surprised us with his presence. All the way from Durban, nogal. Introduced the new Mrs Bull Wannabe (thank goodness I had the foresight to do my hair and smack on a face). Hm. Chat, chat, chat.

"So, what did you do earlier today?"

"Uh - just came back from the hospital to see the new baby."

Me - stupido stupendo - "what new baby?"

Young Bull: "Oh, my Mom's new baby - she just had another one a week ago. The baby was two months premature."

Silence. Total jaw drop.

(The first baby's birthday is tomorrow. Which makes it two babies in exactly two years for a 40-year old. Eish!)

Hehe. Now imagine that pitter patter of little feet in two years. And this for a self-confessed non-maternal woman... My best wishes to her though.

I love babies. It's when they start moving about when all the stresses begin!

So.

Tonight it is roast chicken rolls with cheese and lettuce for dinner.

Goodnight lovies - sleep tight!