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I am a full-time mama with a passion for writing and talking to fascinating people. I live in a one horse town with a Cowboy and my son. Thank Lord for cyberspace! I lived a colourful life in Sydney for a number of years. Working in advertising and journalism for FPC and the Sydney Morning Herald. During my time in Sydney I competed in a Dragon Boat race, choreographed a dragshow, used the Share Accomodation advertisements as a way to meet men and was told by Noiseworks frontrunner Jon Stevens that I was a bitch! Then came the decision to move back to country for 3 months to help out my Father with newspaper business while he was having treatment. Convinced I was a city girl I was caught by surprise when I fell in love with a farmer (and no, he didn't want a wife... still doesn't it seems!) convinced him that we needed to see the world, popped off to Vietnam to teach english in Saigon - before realising that the "food" in Nam didn't agree with me... turned out to be Monte - my son who is now with the Cowboy and I back in country NSW! I am in a wonderful stage of my life where I am focusing on the things that really make me tick. Including writing these chronicles.

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

Pregnant in Sapa

(excerpt from Vietnam Diary)
"....How life can change in the blink of an eye... I am pregnant. Now my constant tummy complaints make sense...
We bought the pregnancy test from a chemist, equipped with the Vietnamese translation book and I was eager to check it immediately, I was only one day 'late' but had this nagging feeling...
When we returned to our hotel to do the test, to ensure the moment was a memorable one - the town (Sapa, in North Vietnam) was struck with a blackout!
How dramatic!
The receptionist gave me a candle. As I peed into a cup, the Cowboy bought in a candle in a coke can (romantic huh) and as the candle flickered we sat, silently watching a second stripe appear on the stick.
"Does this mean I am pregnant, or not?" Frantically, I grabbed the instruction manual.
The diagram indicated two stripes: Vung.
What the hell is Vung???
Again, the translation manual... I turned pages furiously as the Cowboy held up the coke can like a torch.... Vung, Vung, aha- Vung - it means -- Yes.
As we sat in a foreign country, in darkness - we looked at each other over the flickering coke can and ... were silent.
We had come to Vietnam for an adventure - this was not what we had expected.
The Cowboy and I had not even known each other for 9 months!
So I did, what I always do in a crisis moment - opened the book of wisdom - and we held up the coke can to the page which read:
"Hope is the bird that sees the light when the dawn is still dark"
We are going to be parents. I had NEVER been more in the dark in my life.


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