Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Back to the present and into the mind of a pregnant woman

Today I have a strange yearning for tree frogs. I don't know how or why I just woke up thinking of them. Some of you will know what I mean - those sweet little white frogs that perch in the most ridiculous and hilarious places. And catch you unawares like a pop up book. That make you laugh out loud. They look like porcelain figurines. I always wanted to make a photographic book of all the silly places you’d find them. On the toilet roll, in the soap dish (seems to be their favourite place), on the lid of the whisky bottle, 5 in a row on top of the mirror (with one facing the other way), in your tea cup (careful when you pour your tea – I’ve done that before), in the door jamb (usually squashed and dried!). Day in day out they just stay there. Well obviously the squashed ones do, but the other too. (Door jamb – is that a word? You know what I mean).

(scuze me, just off for a pee)

Anyway, moving swiftly on…As you will have noticed I’m still alive! I DROVE in Jo’burg all on my own and didn’t get lost or end up in Pretoria or die or anything. I am veryvery proud of myself! It may not sound like a big deal but it is, believe me! My sister and her beau are in Durban, frolicking in the sunshine so I decided to bite the steering wheel and get out there. And here I still am. Drove to the gym and swam in their flash heated pool. Then to the shopping mall, wandered around and stared at all the people and all the things. It’s a thing I do.

Oh and a while ago my sister and I went to check out the birthing centre where I’ll be having the baby (insh’Allah. Hopefully it'll be there in 3 weeks time not tomorrow in the middle of the Brazil vs US soccer match I'm going to in Pretoria!). Its fab. (scuze me, just off for a pee) Like a hotel room, big double bed, bar fridge ('lets get WRECKED!'), huge bath, little garden attached to each room. Its brand new and when we went they were still hammering in the last nails and splashing on the last coat of paint. Made me feel strangely at home, like last minute camp building before the clients arrive. I’ve just heard that they delivered their first baby there so thankfully I won’t be the guinea pig.

Guinea pigs

I think I dreamed about guinea pigs last night

They’re funny creatures aren’t they?

A bit weird

And they smell peculiar

But I love the noises they make

Oh I met Mud the other day! What FUN! Of all my blogging mates I knew I’d really like her. None of her friends know she blogs (which I'm sometimes quite envious of!) so we decided I'd be a friend of a friend. Which is easier said than done. So when asked 'So how exactly do you two know each other again?' I just kept shtum and let Mud do the talking! I was glad it happened when we were both there and not when Mud had gone to the loo or something. 'Oh, umm, my uncle knows her grandmother' 'Oh thats weird, coz she said that her old school friend Jim used to date your sister' 'Oh THAT! Ha, yes ummm well my uncle IS Jim and my sister...ummmm. help!'.

I never had a pen pal at school (I was waaay to cool for that! Actually I tried. We all had to write to these French kids in Reunion, in French. My best friend had one and I was supposed to write to HIS best friend, which I did but he thought I was really weird (he told his best friend who told my best friend who told me!) and I thought he was really boring so it didn’t last long. Anyway, this is what I imagine it would be like if you met your real life pen pal. It was fun.

Oooh is that black cherry yoghurt I spy. Scuze me….

Where was I? Mud. Ah this probably deserves a post all on its own when I’m thinking straight but when is THAT gonna be? It was great. We went out to lunch and chatted like old chums. She came with her friend who went to university with and was mates with Johnny, an old friend, who I've written about before (whom?). How weird is that! And on that same day, after lunch, I went for a walk down my sister’s jacaranda lined street and bumped into an old friend from university. Funny old times. This day I was beaming.

Okay, enough of this now. Miranda, step away from the computer, you’re scaring all the nice people out there.


Angela said...

No, go on and on! Fill pages. Go for a pee and come back. We all love to listen to your thoughts and memories and what you do and who (whom) you meet (the friend knew Johnny?!!) learn about and the curious frogs on the mirror, we do!! You forgot that you and I were pen pals after you had just learned to write (" I am just riting the cueschins"), but we still have yet to meet, too. One day I hope, Miranda. You are precious!

Angela said...

And learn about...I was getting all mixed up, listening to you, haha.

Mud in the City said...

LOVED meeting you too! And such a conincidence about Johnny. You see - the meeting was utterly meant to happen.

Am too impressed that you managed to drive in Jo'burg. Katherine offered on Sat but I bridled, looked distinctly terrified, and backed out. Such a wimp.

Best start planning my next Africa trip I think!

SafariB said...

oh yay!! More more more more!! Want more! (and I'm sposed to be working... but this is way more betterer listening to you!)

So many coincidences! What fun! And the birthing centre sounds cool. And I love your story about the penfriend thinking you wierd - good for you!

And the tree frogs - hee hee!


Reya Mellicker said...

Put your feet up and take it easy while you can. The baby is coming soon! How exciting. Will Tamara be with you when you have your baby? I can't think of anyone who could do a better job of holding the space for you.

Will your husband with with you, too? Midwife or doctor?

Please only respond to the questions that aren't too personal. Remember I'm American and we don't have great boundaries.

Sending love to you.

Reya Mellicker said...

I love tree frogs, their tiny peeping is sweet.

Janelle said...

god you're being so prolific. . . beeyatch! loving it, darl, loving it! XXX j

Rob Inukshuk said...

So nice to read your most entertaining ramblings and know that you are enjoying your time in the city and that all seems to be going to plan for the new arrival. Wishing you all the best.

karen said...

I am soo impressed that you drove in Joburg! Well done.. I'm still too scared to do it! Tree frogs are gorgeous. Our latest one was found roosting inside one of the vehicles' engines!

Glad to hear you will be having your baby in a lovely environment x

spacedlaw said...

That post made me laugh..
Those funny frogs sound very weird indeed. You must post pictures of them. (now I am having images of a most annoying tree frog following you everywhere, pestering you with its presence and demanding to be kissed... A story might come of that)

Miranda said...

Geli - Oh yes, we were indeed pen pals, I got to practise my dreadful spelling on you (practice?)

Mud - yes, next trip Tanzania! Seriously, it'd be fun!

SafariB - well, lots beats working! Glad its sunny there today!

Reya - my husband will be there as well as a fabulous midwife who specialises in water birth, so at the moment that's the route I'm hoping to take. So exciting!

Janelle - we'll see how ling it lasts!

Rob - thank you, we'll keep you posted!

Karen - the driving was so fine in the end! So much of it's in my head! Once you've driven in Arusha I think you can drive anywhere. Although London and New York are probably a whole other ball game!

Spacedlaw - an a very handsoome creature he would turn out to be!

Val said...

Miranda - I just love your blog! and this post is a road trip :-)
lovely that you met Mud - bloggy meet ups are a new thing for me and so so cool - just skipping the awkwardness. Funny too thinking of that pic of you covered in mud onceuponatime :-)
the birthing place sounds very swish; oh so many things to comment on - its all fab; take good care xx

Lori ann said...

dear Miranda,
i was so glad to hear your driving experiance was a good one, and not so scary!

i loved seeing all your photos and reading about your childhood, its so great you have all these photos to show to your own child one day.

your birth center sounds perfect, it won't be long now, the days are so precious, the anticipation...

my midwife best words to me were to "open my eyes" to see my son come into the world, i would have missed it otherwise with them squeezed shut while pushing! sigh.. :)

take good care,

p.s. i'm american but with a good sense of boundries i think, and having traveled alot i see that as a universal issue, not american.i'm just sayin.

Val said...

award for you at mine!xx