One of the magnificent things about being in the third trimester with twins is that no one questions your need to retire at 7:30 in the evening to your comfy, warm bunk, snuggled up with bunches of pillows, in order to read Seafaring Lore & Legend: A Miscellany of Maritime Myth, Superstition, Fable, and Fact. I suppose no one really questions it most of the time actually, but it always feels just a bit indulgent to ignore chores in favor of getting lost in a good book.
So I’m off to explore fabled lands, legendary voyages, and sea quests of old for the evening. I promise to come back and share with you anything particularly enlightening. It may be a tome I need to add to the ship’s library.
Given my above indulgence (telling you about my friends luck at age 45) I sometimes “take myself off” to my bunk when the wind is up and the rain is howling, to allow myself to arise refreshed to another hopefully better day, no matter what time it might happen, mostly it will be about 05-00 and one can get so much more done with an early start and before 12-00 than after. Yawn!!!! I think I`ll turn in! :o))
Well bravo but that all said, I think that if I darn well wanted to curl up at 7:30 I shouldn’t be questioned about it in the first place.Besides, the only person who’d have a problem with that is me ‘cos the guilt of “lazing” about just may get the better of me.BLAH.
Friends of mine have just had (by “C”section) twin Boys 6lbs and 4lbs Ewan and Gethin at 13-00 this morning, she had an epidural for the ceasarian! and said it was really great!