Pregnant? No, just buying a car.

With my driving test just around the corner I had been giving the man’s car the eye. No doubt it had seen better days but with a little good loving I was sure that there were still a few more to come.

Just a week to go before my test she decided that the prospect of being driven by me was too much for her wheels to bear, leaving us for the dealership in the sky. The man and I are equally grief stricken.

A new ( for us, used in reality) car must be found.

I discovered that buying a new car is almost as painful a process as pregnancy.

Here is how it works.

First you decide that a new car is required. This is can be likened to the early stages of pregnancy, excitement, expectation and a little nerves at what the end result will be.

Then we move to deciding a budget. This is the first niggle that distracts from any initial excitement. Very like morning sickness, the reality of the situation puts a bit of a dampener on things.

With that decided the hunting begins. To start with you are optimistic that your perfect lump of metal is just around the next internet site. But as time goes by you discover that these things can never be that straightforward. Making you consider how painful the whole process might be.

Finally you reach the point where you believe that you cannot bear one more day. That you just want the whole sorry affair to be over and to catch sight of your new bundle of joy. Stress, tears and resentment replace that excitement that you felt back at the start.

After two false alarms ( both perfect cars have already sold) You begin to lose hope that your journey will ever end.

Then just as you truly think that you will never smell the sweet fragrance of your new addition, one pops up in the nick of time. With the keys in the ignition all the hurt and frustration of the past weeks is soon forgotten.

Our new baby is born, and boy is she expensive.