Tae Kwan Do Buddha: closing in on one month to go.

Life is very much the same but different.

This is a morning shot, and she definitely pokes out more as the day goes on and food is ingested! When I ride my bike and i'm leaning over to reach the bars she hangs out and I look full term! I would show a comparison one from about 12 weeks, but it depresses me.

These are the reasons that life is very much the same:


• I am still working

• I am still riding my bike

• I am still doing a fair bit of rather un-feminist house-ing (though I don't mind sometimes. When it does get to me is when mum comes over  for a coffee mid-morning and chides me for not having dinner thought out and half prepared. I think she forgets we've left the 50's sometimes)

These are the reasons life is very different:

• Different work, including keeping people alive who would otherwise be pretty cactus

• Sausage feet, after standing up at Epic Cycles for 9–10 hours (also, featuring 'sausage fingers' on hot days, thankfully no cankles...yet)

• Haven't ridden my singlespeed in months. Last time I checked it had a cobweb on it. I wept a little


• Feeling thoroughly walrussy, not very sexy at all. Even though Aiden claims to love these new found boobs, unfortunately they come complete with watermelon-gut

• Getting so exhausted that I end up eating licorice allsorts to pep me up—as I am strictly moderating coffee intake. I then feel crap, and then subsequently can't sleep due to sugar ingestion.

Unfortunately they were out of the Zeppelin style prams.

• Mayhem's growing into a little chubba-chubba, and hence I have a wickedly huge beer gut/baby belly. People have begun asking when I am due in the past couple of weeks. Except all the people I work with, who—due to baggy government uniform and working mainly with people I don't know—have no idea. Want me to lift that 150kg guy? Sorry can't; i'm pregnant. And while we're on that topic can I grab a decaf..? Some of them honestly can't believe it. Seriously guys—I am not super unfit and just have a huge accumulated beer gut! Promise.

• Mayhem has recently been trying a jail-break routine—I call her 'Tae Kwan Do Budda" at this time. It's intense and there are feet and elbows trying to escape everywhere. I wouldn't say it's painful, just very uncomfortable. I tell her to calm down but she doesn't listen to me. Typical, pretty sure it's how it's going to be the next 25 years or so

• We bought a pram, so now we are pram wielding menaces to society.

We went for the more conventional Steelcraft Travel System instead.

• Despite continuting to ride, it's all very different now. I ride for 1–1.5 hours, very slowly, and usually try and include some 'hills'. These never would have previously counted as climbs at all, but now they take probably three times as long I totally count them as hardcore climbing sessions for walruses. Aiden still tells me to take it easy and ride less, I still ignore him and ride to my exertion levels.