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Summer week 12 again

Hey all,
If you are confused about the title let me explain. I had my scan this week which gave a more accurate reading of my due date so i have had it confirmed that i am now actually in my 12th week and baby is due on the 4th September.
This week has been quite good actually. Sickness has almost completely gone. I have to eat my dinner before 7pm otherwise i can't stomach any food after that. I get the occasional evening where i fall asleep in front of the telly early evening (much to the annoyance of my husband). But am definately feeling my old self again.
On sunday me and phil (hubby) went through some baby clothes that we had donated to us. It was mainly babygrows and vests which is quite handy to have alot of, so we spent the evening seperating them into ages. We also started to clear out the future nursery. The people who lived there before seem to have painted the walls with some paint that actually had sand in it to give it a "nice" texture. Its horrible & sharp and very hard to strip off so we are getting a plasterer over to price up a scimming job. Talking about ripping the carpet up and putting down laminate flooring (just think of all the liquids that would be easier to clean up). I have decided that it will have a sesame street theme and phil has said i am allowed to get my elmo's down from the loft and they can go in the nursery (Yay). We are not actually going to start on the finer points of decorating just yet though as its a bit early but we are certainly going to get started with the plastering etc.
Down to business, i had the scan yesterday and it couldn't have gone better. I didn't sleep much the night before worrying that they would find something wrong or worse still would not find a baby (or anything) in there and there had been a huge mistake - i know this sounds silly now but you can't rationalise your thoughts when you are worried.
The first sight of my baby was hilarious. I was prepared for the tears but instead i found it so funny as baby was literally throwing itself around. It looked like it was doing the worm on its back (a breakdancing move) which i found so funny as phil is such a fidget arse that it must take after him. All the measurements were fine (about 2 inches from head to bum) although baby is on the smaller end of the scale but still within normal size so that sounds good (the smaller the better). All organs were there and they measured the brain (good to know it has one). Got some great pictures which are in my pictures (go and have a look) they are so clear that you can even see the jaw and nose.
So today i feel very relieved. I feel like i can stop worrying as much and start enjoying it all. I may even have a glass of wine on saturday night as i haven't touched a drop since new years eve. I already plan to go shopping with my mum and get something for baby. My friends are visiting from Australia in March so i am sure we will end up spoiling baby then too.
It definately feels much more real to me now. I am just so excited!!!
Oh bought baby its first DVD the other day - couldn't resist as it was on sale - it was Elmo in grouchland!! Guess what my child is going to be forced to like!!!

Anyway best go. Don't forget to have a look at the pictures on myspace.
Mum to be
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