Finally...

We've had a few balls in the air recently and it looks as if a couple of them are falling into place. We've been trying to sell our flat in London and despite having had an offer made and accepted in March, it has been dragging on and on and on because of the wording in one sentence of the contract that our buyer's lender's lawyers didn't like. I could scream. This week it looks as if all will finally be approved and we can move on. Since Rob was made redundant, it has played on my mind. We have also been waiting to find out if we could rent a house owned by the family of good friends of ours. It is much bigger that our house with avery large garden and now that we have another baby on the way, it's a move we need to make in the early part of next year. We heard this week that the house is ours from January at a terrific rent. We'll rent our house out and move to the new place in plenty of time for the baby's arrival in March. Best of all it'll have a guest room so we can finally have people to stay with us without handing them a blanket and pointing them in the direction of the couch. Also after a few weeks worrying about the baby's progress, all appears to be well. At 17 and a bit weeks, I am still not showing and have no symptoms of pregnancy (just like with Scarlett) so was relieved to hear a lively heartbeat at our four-weekly check up at the hospital this week. In two weeks we have the big 19 week scan when we make sure its arms and legs are in the right place and that it only has one head, although two heads are better than one. It's been great as two good mates here are expecting at the same time and we are all due within a week or two of each other. The weather is gorgeous at the moment, we are spending lots of time at the pool and beach and are going away this weekend with our neighbours to the Blue Mountains to stay in an amazing house our neighbour Rob built for our other neighbour Ewan's uncle. Confused?.