Thursday, 31 May 2012

This week

A few things about this week. 

This was the first week I felt baby O'Boyle moving, light tickle-y flutters in my belly. What a strange feeling!

I bought my first pair of maternity jeans, and feel I could devote a post just to them. Why have I wasted so many years wearing ordinary jeans? Oh my, they're better than pyjama bottoms!

I had my farewell lunch this afternoon with my soon to be ex work friends (post to follow). It makes me sad to say goodbye tomorrow, but I'm moving closer to home and a new job in the city.

I'm moving home! Not home as in South Africa, but the home Lee and I bought earlier this year. For the past 2 and a half months I've been living in Ballymena with Lee's family and going home on the weekends. In my earlier weeks of pregnancy I was really sick and travelling every day and standing on cold station platforms twice a day was taking it's toll. So I decided to move in and let his mother look after me. It was such a huge help and I'm so grateful for all the dinners, hot water bottles, blankets and fussing! But I'm keen now to move into our own home and see Lee every day again. I've missed him!

A 27 17 week baby bump! (and my new maternity jeans) How I've grown!

I'm about to turn 31. Thirty one!! That's a proper adult age. I'm still waiting for it to all click in to place, and I'll start feeling and acting like a grown up.


Well, that's it really. This is going to be a good weekend/week. Leanne is flying over from England to stay for the long weekend and on Tuesday, Lee and I are off to Dublin for a few nights! We have a few nice things planned and I'm excited!


But now, I must pack :)



Sunday, 27 May 2012

Our summery weekend

The sun finally came out this week. On Friday when I came home Lee and I headed straight out into our garden and that's where we stayed until after eight o'clock. We couldn't even be bothered to make food, so we ate fresh buttered rolls and drank wine (him-alcoholic, me-non-alcoholic).
On Saturday our friends Lauren and George came round to braai (bbq) Lee and I had everything prepared from Friday evening, so all we had to do was take everything outside and put the food on the fire. What a braai we had! There was boerewors, home made lamb burgers, chicken wings and ribs, salad and potato bake, beer and non-alcoholic beer and milk tart for pudding. We sat outside the whole day until the South Africans started to get chilly and we had to move inside.

Once inside, Lee entertained us with his guitar. Baby O'Boyle was doing back flips and somersaults every time his/her daddy played anything and sang. This was the first week I've felt any movements :)
We had milkshakes for our breakfast this morning, and left over boerewors and potato bake. If only we had more days/weekends like this one. 
Today has been wonderfully warm and lazy, I'm a little bit more tanned and a lot more happy and there's still a lot to look forward to over the next couple of weeks :)

Sunday, 20 May 2012

Our Sunday at the seaside

We took a drive this afternoon. We started off with a chilly walk by the lough shore in Jordanstown, then headed to Crawfordsburn country park which was slightly less chilly so we ate an ice cream on the beach. We could see the sun shining over towards Bangor, so we drove over that way where we were pleased to see that the continental market was still on.

Phezulu, the South African restaurant in Bangor had a stall that was selling boerewors rolls! Hooray!

We stopped off for a drink at the Jamaica Inn on our way round the coast before heading back through Belfast and going home. And now I'm tired and Lee's fallen asleep on the couch and I think it won't be long before I do the same.

It's been a good weekend and I've felt well which has been wonderful.

Saturday, 19 May 2012

Fifteen (and a half) weeks

This evening while Lee's in Belfast on a stag do, I've been trying to clean up what's going to be the nursery. This is what it started out looking like:
I wish I could post an 'after' photo where the carpet is actually visible, but who knew we had so much junk? I'll have to put at least another days work into it before I can post an 'after' picture.

A 15 (and a half) week bump:
I'm still not entirely convinced this is all baby belly, even though my belly button has vanished...can that happen after 10 weeks of inactivity and pastry? Thankfully, most of my strange food aversions have left me and I can eat fairly normally again. Except for chicken...and tea. Yuck.

Oh man, I'm never going to look the same again. From now on, all of my photos are going to have to be cut off like this:

25 more weeks to go!

Tuesday, 15 May 2012

My four year UK-aversary

Don't worry, I'm not going to do one of these posts every year. 

It's fun to look back through my old photos and remember the things I've done since packing up in South Africa and moving over to this cold cold country. Between moaning about the weather a lot, I've had a pretty good four years. A lot has happened. And look at how thin I was. As I type, my trousers are being held together by a hair elastic...I suppose this is the one occasion where it's okay to be expanding at an alarming rate (but seriously, I'm huge for 15 weeks)

Photos left to right: Lee playing Matts guitar in the public bar of the Stag and Huntsman; street art in Liverpool; Whitby Abbey; me as a Lastingham Grange waitress; punting in Cambridge; a clock in York; Rachel, Chris, Noleen and me in Portsmouth on the way to Isle of Wight Festival; me having tea at Bettys Tea Room in York; St Pauls Cathedral London; Blenheim Palace; Albert Docks in Liverpool, John and Leanne in Stony Stratford; me at Raglan Castle in South Wales, Raglan Castle; me and some cows on the farm in Cornwall; Filming of Nanny Mcphee in Hambleden; me and Lee in Greenwich; Henley on Thames around the regatta; Noleen and me in Hambleden; Chepstow Castle; signboards in the North Yorkshire Moors; street art in London; the Stag and Huntsman and Oxford.

I know...how many times can I rehash these pictures? Well, a lot, clearly. Especially now, it's nice to reminisce. I imagine in a few months time, I wont get a lot of time to do that.

Thursday, 10 May 2012

The long weekend

I can't tell you how much I was looking forward to a three day weekend! It was glorious, although the weather didn't cooperate much at all. The sun did shine, but there isn't much heat in ten degrees sunshine. Still, we took advantage of it and Lee started building up our raised herb/veggie patch and I sat on the step and ate ice lollies while supervising his work ;)

There was also much lying around on couches watching mindless telly, many naps, and many mugs of Ovaltine. 

On Monday Lee was running in the Belfast marathon, so after I'd dropped him off in Glengormley, I came back to the house and got stuck in to all some of things I've been needing to do but not had the energy for. 

And then I baked Hertzog cookies!

I'd been threatening to make these for Lee for ages and when we were in South Africa last, my mom had made a batch and then she emailed me the recipe when we got home and it's taken me this long to get around to making them.













Here's the recipe:


2 Eggs
5 Tablespoons castor sugar
1/2 Teaspoon baking powder
Apricot jam

3/4 cup desiccated coconut
Short or puff pastry



1. Sift together the sugar and baking powder.

2. Beat the egg whites until quite stiff. Fold in the sugar mixture alternately with the coconut.

3. Line patty pans with pastry. Place a teaspoon of jam in each tartlet and top this with a tablespoon of the egg mixture.

4. Bake in a hot oven at 200 degrees for 10 to 15 minutes.

My marmee always made these at Christmas, along with hundreds of mince pies. I think I'll just carry on that tradition :)

Saturday, 5 May 2012

BO'B (Coming early November)

So there's a reason I've been so scarce on this blog for the last two or three months. I've been kind of distracted, lots of exhausted and slightly unwell. No, not unwell, just pregnant. Yup, anyone who's my friend on facebook would have seen my update yesterday, so it just follows that I 'announce' on here as well.

As it turns out I'm one of the 'lucky' ones who's sick from day one. My first clue was the day we (Lee, Noleen, Kaz and me) were driving from Colesberg back to Jo'burg. We'd stopped at a garage along the way for petrol and snacks. I had to have a chocolate Steri Stumpie and a chocolate King Cone (I'm such a gorb). Thirty minutes down the road and I couldn't wait any longer and Lee had to pull over at a picnic spot where I promptly emptied my stomach into the big roadside bin while lorries drove by hooting at me.

So embarrassing.

I was also sick for pretty much the whole last week of holiday. I'd put it down to eating too much rich restaurant food and too much wine tasting. Even my dads dodgy stomach cure of warm milk and nutmeg did nothing to help my queasiness.

So by the time we got home again, I knew what was 'wrong' with me. And now, I'm going on fourteen weeks pregnant.
Contents: potato waffles, compressed air, foetus.

Baby O'Boyle is due early November and we couldn't be more excited :) 



Wednesday, 2 May 2012

I got my hair cut...

and I feel a bit more like me again. I like a fringe.