A new week

I havn't been very good so far at keeping this up, this doesn't bode well for how I will hope to keep this going with the arrival of two babies. However try I will.

I know that the many readers will be glad to hear that I have solved the squeak in the car. Hurray I hear you shout, however I cannot claim all of the credit. Sarah's dad was actually the one to diagnose the problem, the latch which holds the rear seats upright, and which you undo to give yourself extra space in the boot were slightly rusty. That was it, I mean it wasn't even very rusty just slightly, so with a bit of grease and a squirt of WD40 we were on our way squeak free.

Another week at work, will try to come home one night with still enough enthusiasm to write something.

Squeak, squeak, squeak

It has rained all day. We had to go out though, for no other reason than for a change of scene. We limped our way to Dobbies garden centre. Sarah managed 10 minutes walking round and then we had to seek out the garden furniture for a sit down. A bit of a wasted trip but you have to do something on a bank holiday. We did treat ourselves to some new mugs, as we thought with new babies we might have some visitors and thought it would be nice to be able to give people all the same type of mug.

God! no one on earth needs to know this.

The car is still fine apart from the squeak. The squeak is getting worse. Even with the radio turned right up I can still make out the distinctive high-pitched squeak. I am coming round to the idea that it is now the brakes. The squeak stops when breaking so it might be a case of the breaks not realising fully. I will keep you informed.

A blog about twins is rather difficult to pad out without any twins actually on the scene. Sarah is shattered at the moment and has taken to her bed. The twins are all elbows and stopping her from sleeping. I keep telling her that we are on the home stretch now but it must be said she rarely wants advice of this type. This sort of advice goes down like a lead balloon. However she is otherwise fine. The next blog will come from her own fair hands.

And so it continues

This is good news, I have returned for a second throw of the dice. Sarah thinks this might be quite a nice idea. I think in the coming days Sarah will start to post more than me, she has plenty of time on her hands at the moment.

We didn't do too much today. The weather, although always looking like it was about to chuck it down managed to stay dry. We took the new car over to Telford to give it a spin on the motorway. It is great, apart from a squeaking noise coming from the back of the car. From investigations I think it is coming from the rear left wheel. It is a noise which is difficult to describe, however I think if I say that its a repetative, high pitched squeaking which makes me want to scratch the inside of my brain with a screwdriver I think I have done it justice.

I started looking on the web to see if I could find some suggestions as what it might be. Nothing is coming up as a guaranteed answer and as usual I am just making my worries worse. Just like when you try and self diagnose your ailments with the assistance of the internet health pages it always seems to turn out to be Ebola! I have convinced myself I am driving a deathtrap. I will have to get it sorted.

Sarah has had a quiet day, she is feeling tired. The twins have been very active today. One keeps pushing its bottom out, you can feel it in the palm of your hand. The other baby has his back facing Sarah's spin, the wrong way apparently, not the ideal position for birth so Sarah has been watching TV on her hands and knees to see if they will swizzle round. I don't think they have. Sarah is watching Vernon Kay's gameshow marathon on tape from earlier. This is not a program you should set the video for, if you miss it accept that you have been spared. We watched Dr Who, a good episode but we both feel that we have recently been spoilt by having the new episodes concluded in a week, we cant wait until next week to find out what has happened.

The start of something?

I am expecting twins!

More precisely my partner Sarah is expecting twins.

I though I might try to record this period in our life to share with family and friends. I will probably get bored with it all and move on to something else soon enough, but for the moment lets see how I get on. I suppose I am aware at how much our lives are going to change and I'm concerned I won't have the time to speak to everyone. I am also aware that I might forget this period of time in the future and I think that would be a shame.

If anyone else has just found out they are expecting twins then perphaps this might act as a crystal ball to see what you can expect. I would however at this point state that I wouldn't recommend blogs as your primary source of information about your future twins. There are plenty of books out there for you to read.

I suppose that if nothing else I will be able to say that I have a blog when people ask, not that they do.