Moving on up...

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smooches!
Irie Diva

Proud mama moment...my first card from munchie

Valentine's Day was an extra special one for me. I made my hunny blush and he made me blush and sent me flowers... *big grin*

My desk was really pretty for that day:

But I must admit that the highlight of my day was getting a card from my munchie! It was absolutely adorable! It was a teddy bear cut out with her picture on the front that had a heart border on it...on the inside was her palm print. I love that they put so much effort into it! Her nursery fee is on the higher side so hey...I'm getting my money's worth! LOL

I am sure she had fun trying to get her palm print all right too tee hee. The first of many cards in my future...mummydom is such fun!

5 thoughts about the latest #JPtweetup

The latest in the Jamaica Pegasus' tweetups happened last Friday and much fun was had as all as is customary.

@minoramp, @iriediva and @jamaipanese

I have just a few thoughts about this, the third staging:

This time last year... (munchkin's birth story)

I woke up with one thought on my mind; how am I, at 9 months pregnant, gonna last till 2pm not eating anything?  Little did I know 2pm was actually several days away.

There wasn't much surprise or drama to munchkin's arrival. In fact, boo complained that he felt like he was robbed of all the excitement he watches on TV. Yeah, I wanna kick him too. Our C-section was scheduled because doctors thought my munchkin would be a 10 pounder and because we thought boo had to go back to his job pretty soon. We were scheduled for 2pm. I was under orders to not having anything to eat or drink from the night before. I was ok though, I was happy that the journey was finally coming to an end. Or, beginning...or something.

Anyway, when we got there, we had quite the wait. Thankfully the hospital had free WIFI so I took the opportunity to update everyone on our progress and whatnot. You can see just how READY i was...BB in hand :-D

A couple hours later, I finally made it unto a table, and the fear slowly started creeping into me. You see, I don't think my pain threshold is very high and I am scared of everything. I was scared of the epidural, I was scared of the surgery, heck I was scared of the IV they'd need to put in my hand...That part wasn't so bad though. :-D I was in the holding area for quite a while, anxiety building and boo probably wondering what the hell is going on. I wish they would have made him come into there, anxiety can make one go crazy. But I was keeping my cool.