Well, as pregnancies go..... this one for Rhonda, happens to be the most complicated.
Her hormones went haywire and she picked on anybody outside the family.Her back constantly ached and she started demanding VERY expensive spa treatments, although Gareth definitely put his foot down with THAT request (or should I say..... I did)
Gareth, however, was pretty much used to this behaviour. After all, he's been a dad twice already and was half expecting Rhonda to 'lose it' at some point.
His method for calming her down (and it works every single time), was to talk to her belly, sing to it and listen to the baby.
Sooo cuuuuuuuuuuute.
Unfortunately, this meant more pressure on Katie, and time and again, she'd start thinking that this wonderful family home.... was beginning to be a prison for her!!!!
It had been a long day for all. Alice and Joshua had been to the stadium to tackle the Amateur Olympic try-outs, and failed miserably.
The house was quiet. The kids were in bed, Rhonda was right in the middle of a nice bath, when two things happened.
Gareth had just literally finished work and walked through the door.
And her contractions started.
Perfect timing!!!
Instead of panicking though, Gareth hastily ushered her out of the front door and into the waiting taxi, heading straight for the hospital.
'Come on hun,' he said quietly, taking charge, 'time to get you to the hospital.'
'But the kids....'
'All tucked up in bed, I'm pretty sure Katie can manage that one.'
'My overnight bag?'
'Already organised.'
'You sure?'
'Yep, checked it all myself.... everything's there. Now come on hun, we have plenty of time to get there and get you settled in... o-kay?'
'O-kay.'
A couple of hours later.... they reappeared.
Rhonda was immediately confronted by a guy who complained about feeling really tired and exhausted...
'Tired?' she scoffed, 'try several hours of labour, with NO rest..... THEN talk to me about 'feeling tired'!!!!'
Um..... o-kay.
Guess she's back.
Anyways.....
.... as you can see..... the bundle of blankets is blue.
So that denotes a boy!!!
His name is.....
Peter!!!!
And judging by Gareth's face, he looks mightily please with himself too, albeit a bit tired out himself.
Another one huh?
Yep. *yawns*
Is that the last one - you hope?
*shrugs* guess so.... unless Rhonda wants another one...... man... she's insatiable.
Um TMI there buddy!!!
Yeah well, I think I'd better hit the sack.... I'm bushed too! Night!
Night Gareth, sleep well.
Hah!!! As if!!! Glad we've got Katie.
With that, we leave you with a few pictures of Gareth and Rhonda bringing baby Peter home.
Whoops!!!! Better make sure there aren't any low hanging light fittings nearby Gareth. Remember what happened to Alice?
Meh, he'll be fine.....
Monday, 5 April 2010
Gareth Takes Matters Into his own Hands
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