Last night I had Manda and Jodie over for a traditional girls night in and it was soooo good. I tell you, for all the shit chicks have to go through, in the end I think it's worth it becasue of all the other things we can do and get away with!

Firstly we had a yummy dinner, consisting of lasagne and salad which was followed by a Nee style ice-cream (i.e. chocolate, strawberry and vanilla ice-cream in a chocolate waffle cone filled with strawberries and cream). We then watched a movie and stuffed ourselves with all sorts of chocolate coated goodies and caramel tart and chips and dip. It was just really nice to sit and relax with some good old friends. Of course, we all went to bed feeling very ill!

As for Adam, he was out on the town getting drunk with friends from his snowies trip and chatting up all sorts of strange women. He then crawled in at around 2am, waking me up with a few loud taps on the window of our bedroom. Luckily I had just got to sleep myself or he may have felt the wrath of a tired and cranky, woken up Tongan! hehehe... But really, I am glad he is having some good times with new and old friends because those sorts of things will be few and far between once our gorgeous baby arrives. I keep saying to him have fun while you can, coz these may be the last bits of freedom you have. I'm not sure if he realises that I am serious though.

Someone said to me while Adam was away, when do I (as in me) get to have my last bit of freedom before the baby comes. That was a good question too, because I was stumped and couldn't really answer that. Then I got a litte shitty, becasue I realised in my head that the answer was - NEVER! I am the one who is pregnant and carrying this child, so since late February, early March, I have had NO real freedom. I have been the sober driver many times, I have gone home early from parties, I have beeen the one to stay home. This made me really shitty about the fact that Adam was off having fun in the snow and still able to be his same social self, while my social self has changed dramatically.

I guess it will be all worth my time and effort and sacifice in the end. But how come Adam gets to revel in the same joys as I do once baby is here, when he hasn't had to endure the same things I have? So to contradict my original comment about how being a girl is so fun.... ummm... I guess it's not all roses after all... hehehe

I have decided Adam is having the next baby! :P

Love you all...

Nee x x x