anyone who had a heart

Just a little post to express my gratitude to whatever powers that be and the nice cardiologist for the good news I had today. Having never had any concerns about the heart murmur before, I was a little upset on Wednesday when I found out that because my murmur was in the aortic region, if it wasn't a cheeky but innocent little squishy sound, it could be quite serious and potentially a bit dangerous. Today's news was most welcome and it's good to know that despite my cruel treatment of it in the past (although I've made sure that I've never let it get broken) my heart is healthy.

I'm now three quarters of the way through the pregnancy (hasn't it dragged on? Although I'm not complaining, I'm happy it's not yet at an end) and am sorry to say that the wonderful sense of energy and wellbeing I had in the second trimester is starting to fade. This is such a shame as I have never felt better in my whole life. Mr McMuffin and I are approaching the preparations for the appearance of the Bairn in different ways. I am poring over catalogues and making lists of 'essential' equipment which I am gradually getting. Mr McMuffin is getting the technology in before we get locked down and has also been doing a fair amount of baking. I am grateful for his foresight and can look forward to sleepless nights where I shall be comforted by watching telly without wondering why the whole world has developed jaundice and fine red lines running all over them and eating large slices of gorgeous chocolate cake and banana bread. Surely that's not so bad.