Niss on Sunday #3

Another week passes by in a bit of a blur, and we move closer to the big day when (we are assured) a son will be born into our family. Another poor soul to carry forward the troublesome Rajapakse name! I say troublesome not because it's like having the surname Mugabe or even Palin, but because it's difficult to spell and even more difficult to pronounce. At least my son won't be able to accuse me of never giving him anything. He may not thank me, but that's another story.

Xana and I spent a somewhat surreal afternoon this week waiting at the hospital. We had an appointment for this waiting, which was punctuated by the odd flurry of activity as we had a 3 minute scan and a 2 minute check-in with our new consultant, who with the name Mr Law would appear to have taken the wrong career path! Planned 34 week appointment with nothing significant to report, which is all that we need at this time. Can't tell you how glad I am that this is the last timetabled visit to the hospital which results in us leaving without our own bundle of joy!

More troubling is the total lack of significance to what I have to report on the finding a home project! I traipsed around 8 or 9 places this week, a joy which I shared with my mother. My goodness people need to get realisitic about what their tips are really worth. As any decent estate agent will tell you, your house is only worth what someone is willing to pay for it. And I amn't willing to pay nada for some of the places I saw this week. So, whilst my better half embroiders another bib for the baby, I waste time surfing websites for our next home. Google. You are failing me!

Talking of bibs...my Sri Lankan relatives sent some fantastic presents for Pancrasinio. Pictures below don't do them justice, but we're both looking forward to dressing up our little one in these great clothes. So check back sometime soon for a shot of them being properly modelled.

Thanks go out to all the Jayawickrema's, Dissanayake's, Lintotawela's and Lintotawela-Guerra's! My son's gonna look dope!

Which reminds me, congratulations to my nangi Dilmini and her husband on the birth of their second son. We hope to meet them both sometime soon.