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Summer week 18

Not much happening this week apart from alot of movement. The flutterings are getting stronger and it won't be long before other people can feel the kicks. I am slightly alarmed by the frequency and am wondering how much sleep i will end up having as a result... The baby is definitely a fidget just like its daddy.
I have been burping alot and having pains one side of my tummy. This is probably just a stretching pain where everything is growing and expanding.
I have had alot of compliments about how "well" i am looking which is nice.
The financial side of things has played a big part this week. It suddenly dawned on us how much money we need to have saved before i go on maternity leave to pay my share of the bills and it is a frightening figure. Statutory maternity pay is rubbish (£108 a week). We will inevitably cope somehow but it is still quite terrifying. The saddest part about not having lots of money is that it impacts on how much time maternity leave i can afford to take. I would love to take the full amount of time allowed but looks more like it will be 6 months at the most. It will definitely be a very lean Christmas this year... : ( Phil is being very good and is willing to work lots of hours and had even mentioned getting a second job but to be honest i just want him at home with me enjoying the prospect of being a parent, not getting home so tired that he goes straight to bed. I have even considered getting a second job myself but in reality who would take on a pregnant woman and would i really be able to cope (probably not).
Anyway money isn't everything and we still have our health : )
The stickers for the baby room arrived a couple of days ago. They are so cool! I am really glad i went with this option. Hopefully we can get on and get it finished over the long weekend. But the weather is supposed to be very nice so no doubt we will want to go out and enjoy the sunshine.
I am really struggling with the no smoking thing now. It is getting ridiculous. The longer i give up the more i want one. I know i gave up for a very good reason but i also know that i will start smoking again afterwards. I am even starting to wonder if i want one so bad just because i know i can't have one not because i am craving the nicotine. I desperately want to get drunk too which is very strange as i wasn't exactly a heavy drinker before i got pregnant. So i am sure it is partly wanting what you can't have! I just have to keep thinking that i only have another 4 1/2 months to go!!!! sh*t thats scary!
Nothing more to add this week (told you there wasn't much to say). Hope you all have a fab long weekend and get fat with all that chocolate.
P.S if you are still coming out into Guildford on saturday night i will see you then (i will be the one staring at everyone very enviously from the corner!!)
Bye - mum to be
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