Invisible Pregnant Person Syndrome 

It’s a real thing, you know. It causes all pregnant women to become invisible when on crowded trains and buses. Particularly when standing near ‘priority seats’ or other such areas.

Luckily, I’m usually only susceptible to it on Tuesdays, when I finish work earlier to collect the boys. 

Symptoms include:

  • Calling people bad names (but only in your head)
  • General ouchiness related to being the size of a whale, but attempting to do an advanced form of standing-up-yoga to stay on your feet
  • The dreaded overheating, whilst being unable to remove your coat/scarf ensemble
  • Being too embarrassed to ask for a seat (is this a British thing? Do pregnant people in other countries have the same problem?)
  • Wearing a badge that also becomes invisible on busy methods of transport.

Labels

I don’t like labels, and try not to live up to other people’s ideas of who/what I am. But I seem to have attracted a few recently….

Pregnant getting fat big boned hypertensive increased BMI OCD shy antisocial diabetic paranoid overwrought hyper-sensitive sensible overweight old

There’s probably many more

Like I said.. I don’t like labels

The Darkness is Coming…

So, my smallest (who’s 4) wanted to try out my headphones. I was cautious, knowing that mine are a hell or a lot louder than his ‘kid friendly’ ones, and most stuff I listen to is quite loud. But, I recently bought the album Foreverland (which is a whole post in itself) and got the ‘classical’ recording of ‘In May’ with it. So thought, he can listen to the introduction of that.

He likes my headphones apparently they are ‘squishier’ than his. His comments on the music? ‘It sounds like the darkness is coming’

A little bit creepy, right?

Repeat experiment, play introduction in the car… Ask again… Response:

‘It’s the darkness coming, it’s like dark magic and it’s gonna make a person be died’
In May is a person singing letters from a person who is dying of cancer. And he’s never heard it before (because of that).

Fred the unicorn…

Before Xmas, I spent a weekend in Edinburgh with family. It was awesome, and I bought myself a little present while I was there.

It was a unicorn keyring. I called him Fred (my universe name for the menfolk as I mix them up a lot). I’m not usually a unicorn person, but I liked Fred, and decided he’d make a good addition to my keys.

But three weeks later, this happened:

 broken unicorn keyring
 I was upset, but Edinburgh is a bit too far to replace him 🙁
So, whilst in depressed dinosaur mode the other day, I made another Fred:

needlefelt unicorn 
It’s not quite the same, but I think everyone needs a unicorn in their life. I also managed to get the original Fred back on a keyring (he has a hole in his head, poor thing).

Happy days!

Also, it’s the third Monday in January. Which is, apparently, the most depressing day of the year, or ‘blue Monday’. Which has got a Divine Comedy song stuck in my head…

She makes my heart beat the same way

As at the start of Blue Monday

Always the last song that they play.. At the indie disco

Anyway… I am supposed to be working. So I shall get back to it!