I had a rather awkward encounter with a couple of older women while waiting to see my doctor for my 38 week check up yesterday, where they felt the need to talk – rather loudly – about how ridiculous it was that parents these days find out the gender of their child before it’s been born. In their infinite wisdom, they decided that the ‘now’ generation were simply too impatient to experience the ‘magic’ of finding out in the delivery room. My Twitter account copped an absolute beating as I tried not to feed the trolls sitting across from me.
When I was pregnant with Liam, I was blissfully unaware of just how much of my time would no longer be my own. Not this time, though! I may have forgotten a lot about pregnancy, but when it comes to those first few months, I am acutely aware of how much they can suck. In fact, the presence of a small human being who relies on me to ensure he doesn’t get eaten by wolves or whatever has drastically changed the way I play. (more…)
When it comes to WildStar, I had done a pretty good job of coming up with reasons not to cough up the $60 required to play it. It’s too bright. It’s too grindy. Do people actually remember how crappy it was organising 40 man raids? Get off my lawn! Have I ever mentioned that I’m hopeless when it comes to rejecting the hype train? My resistance lasted right up until 24 hours before the pre-launch event, when all of a sudden I was pulling out my credit card and buying it. God dammit. (more…)
I am now 29 weeks pregnant, and the lovely honeymoon period that was the first two trimesters is over. I could definitely have made more of an effort to do things differently this pregnancy, but I am not going to let all these pesky health issues put a downer on my pregnancy high. Sure, I may have died a little on the inside at each diagnosis, but every cloud has a silver lining, right?! (more…)