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Summer week 13

Well its been another busy week.
The midwife came over on Wednesday to do all the tests (blood test, urine test, blood pressure...) and found it very amusing when i asked if this would be the last blood test. I think her words were "there is plenty more of that to come". How niaeve she must think i am. Thankfully my blood pressure is back down to normal but i do need to drink more water apparently. She left telling me that the next few months are supposed to be the best and i should enjoy them. So i plan to.
I swear i am getting bigger by the day. Sadly i have got into the routine of checking my bump in the mirror before i get in the shower every day and checking again when i am fully dressed and on my way out to work (probably just making sure i am showing enough). Thats so sad and Phil keeps laughing at me saying you are the same size as yesterday but he is a man so what does he know.
The scan picture has certainly made the rounds and i have pretty much shown everyone now. The funniest reaction is when people say "oh my god its a baby" - what the hell were they expecting!!! My brother has been calling him/ her jelly bean (as thats what it looked like in the first scan) and i really thought after this scan he would stop but unfortunately i think its going to be a name that sticks.
Had my mums 50th birthday on saturday which was great. Met up with relatives and old friends we have not seen for a while so obviously i was the topic of conversation and even had two people kissing my bump! didn't realise people did that, have to say i was a little shocked.
Oh my God what has happened to my memory... i used to remember everything and now i can't even remember what i was doing 5 minutes ago. Its really frustrating especially as i am still having guitar lessons and can't remember a thing from lesson to lesson!! I do hope this is temporary as my sister keeps joking that i am turning into mum and i am.
Speaking of mum, me and the cooing nanny are going shopping this weekend for baby things. This will be the first time buying things for the baby so i am very proud of her for for waiting this long. Only going to get clothes and cute things, we will wait a while longer before we start on the big things like cots etc as i am still being cautious.
Finally the main thing i have noticed recently is my mind set and attitude towards things. I have always been told that i was very mature and had a grown up head on my shoulders but i think its not until you are faced with motherhood that you really truly grow up. I reacted this week to something in a completely different way than i had ever planned to. This won't make much sense to many people but i do not want to go into details on what this was exactly. I just realised that there is much more to life than petty squabbles and past mistakes or misunderstandings. Your priorities and the whole perception of life and what its about definately alters (god thats getting a bit deep). I really feel like i am extremely lucky to be bringing a new life into this world. This is not something that everyone gets to experience and i really should count myself lucky.
I am so sorry, it did get a bit deep this week but a couple of things have happened to make me look long and hard at myself (and i am not just talking about my bump in the mirror in the morning!). This may also have something to do with the strange hormonal changes that keep happening, in some ways i am glad i am not the man - many apologies to phil for the mood swings!

Anyway thats enough. Not much happening next week apart from me growing even bigger but come and have a read as there may be something interesting - who knows!
Mum to be
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