A baby! Well formed, with no cause for concern.
Also incredibly wiggly, making the job of snapping pictures very difficult for the radiologists who were on call.
She’s also very much a little girl, which will make Amy happy once I tell her.
Isaac is refusing to hear anything about it however – it appears he wanted a brother.
In other news, my hot water cylinder died last night, and DESPITE having a 7 year warranty, will not be covered because it’s an electrical problem with the cylinder, not a leak. Only leaky cylinders get seven years of warranty.
At least, that is what Dux told us this morning, when Nathan rang to enquire about getting it fixed, as it isn’t even three years old yet.
This seems utterly ridiculous to me and I am torn between wanting to stamp my feet and complain about the job the plumbing company did installing it, and wanting to complain about the company that makes the bloody thing and then refuses to cover fixing it when it dies.
The prospect of having no hot water doesn’t appeal to me right now and we’re left waiting for an electrician to come up and have a look at things, before hopefully telling us that the problem is easily fixed and unlikely to cost extravagant amounts of money.
Until then, you will find me boiling kettles of water and bathing in a bucket – reminders of my childhood.
Fun times, you guys, fun times.