Pregnancy week 33 - Summer

Under 6 weeks to go!!!
First off let me apologise for not posting last week. I had the week off work and my home computer decided to play up so i couldn't get online to do this. So i will try my best to combine the last 2 weeks.
Last week (week 33) - Was hugely hectic!
Myself and Phil had the week off and i was exhausted at the end of it but realised we hadn't acually acheived much. On the Tuesday we went to my sisters graduation and i had massive issues yet again trying to find an outfit that didn't make me look like moby dick. All my immediate family attended along with a few of my sisters friends. The first thing my mum said to me was "you have certainly got that pregnancy waddle" - Cheers mum. It was a really nice day and really nice to see my sister doing so well but making my way around london was very tiring and my feet had swollen up like balloons by the time i got home.
So the next day we decided to take it easy and go to the cinema. We watched Harry Potter (phils choice definately not mine!) incase you are interested. Then we had our hospital tour that evening. I didn't think i was worried about the whole labour thing much until after the tour and i just felt so relieved that i knew where to go and what to do. I would definately recommend for people to take the tour. We were shown the birthing pool and it was nothing like what i expected. It is in its own room which also has a bed incase you want to get out. You can only have gas & air in the pool but the water is meant to sooth the pains too. That is also why there is a bed in there too - so that if the pain gets too bad and you decide you want more pain relief you can. The only downside to the birthing pool is that there is just one of them so if its already in use you can't have it! so fingers crossed!
Thursday we went to Portsmouth for the day and just walked along the front and even fitted in a game of crazy golf (which i won). The lady in charge of the course asked how long i had left and when i said 6 weeks she responded by say "bloody hell then you are massive". Not the first time i have heard this in recent weeks and i am starting to get a complex. According to my midwife everything is normal and in proportion so i should just ignore everyone else.
After my last blog where i detailed what i had been told about the C section an old friend emailed me and told me that she had had one 8 weeks ago and that it wasn't as bad as i made out. She said it was relatively painless and easy - so apologies if i mislead anyone i was just relaying what i had been told - Beverley congratulations by the way!
So onto this week.
Its been a very strange week. On Monday Phil found out that he may be facing redundancy again. This time we are hoping he gets it as a lump sum of money will mean i can have more time of work to spend with the baby. He will find out next week probably.
I have really struggled being back at work. By the afternoons i am so tired. My feet are actually starting to hurt now and are pretty much swollen all the time (have to wear flip flops to work now as i can't get any shoes on). I am really starting to feel like i am carrying a huge weight - which obviously i am but i haven't really struggled with the weight of the baby before (or even noticed). I am now going to the loo almost every hour. I am drinking so much water as i am constantly thirsty.
The baby's movements are getting so intense that they are really making me feel queezy. arms & feet sticking out all over the place. The midwife said she is laying in the correct position (head down) and is basically ready to be born.
I am definately experiencing braxton hicks (fake/practice contractions) which is leading me to believe that i am going to be early. I have had a gut feeling for a little while now that i will have this baby in August. My gut feelings are usually right. So for precautionary reasons i have finished putting my hospital bag together, now got everything i need for the baby including bottles, a steraliser and bedding. I am 100% ready now. I am also going to make sure we both know how to fit both car seats this weekend.
Most people are very shocked to hear that i am not leaving work until the 16th of August and keep pointing out that i am leaving it very late. But to be honest i would rather be at work keeping busy than sat at home doing nothing and getting very bored.
Ooh changing the subject slightly, i can't remember if i told you about phil wanting to cut the cord. I couldn't believe my ears when he blurted it out in the ante-natal class but he is adament. I have now put my birthing plan together with my midwife and it has been put in writing now so he can't back out (well he probably can if he wants i suppose).
The weekend ahead holds a busy time for me. I have a party on saturday where i am sure i will play the part of taxi driver very well again and i can't really tell you much about sunday - will have to tell you next week as its a secret.
See you then
Mum to be
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Pregnancy week 32 - Summer

Under 8 weeks to go...
Lets start off with something that is fresh in my mind - last nights ante-natal class! The strange couple didn't turn up this week much to the midwifes relief. Me and phil were the first to arrive (again) and had a giggle with Tanya (the midwife) about the previouse week. She promised that we would be finished much quicker this time.
We went over assisted labour - what happens when things go wrong! The look on my face must have been quite something as she kept apologising to me specifically everytime she said something gory. Funnily enough i can handle most things but when it comes to having the drip tube in your wrist or the epidural cord in your spine i get incredibly squeemish. She ran through the realities of a C section and its much more scarier than i had first thought.
I always thought you couldn't feel anything but she said it actually feels like someone is doing the washing up in your tummy. Also that you are only anethasised from a certain part down and to be aware that the skin on your upper body will still have complete feeling and will get pulled and stretched which can feel very horrible. Then they have to touch your ovaries at one point which will hurt like hell aparently. Anyway i really do not like the sound of that.
The main thing she kept drumming home was the fact that you must stick to your guns and don't let the medical staff do anything you don't want them to and to make sure they keep you updated on what they are doing. That is where Phil comes in, i have to make sure he fully knows my wishes and can communicate them on my behalf as i may be a bit pre-occupied (ie whether i want an epidural or whether i want the injection after the birth to help the placenta out etc). I have decided that i will go onto gas & air then pethadine and will try my hardest not to have an epidural (but i am not ruling it out). Its just the fact that an epidural is a anesthetic and they give you an anesthetic injection to be able to put the cord in for the main anesthetic (anesthetic for the anesthetic - how mad is that) hopefully you are still with me here. Also if you have an epidural you have to have a drip to keep your fluids up and i hate the thought of having a drip. Besides i would be so proud of myself if i a managed to go through it all on gas & air and pethadine.
Anyway moving on. Midwife said i had a urine infection last week so has put me on some antibiotics. Unfortunately these antibiotics have given me thrush so i have to pick up some other antibiotics tonight to take on top of the original ones now. I am pretty sure i have now had a touch of every minor complaint you can get while being pregnant!!! Oh the joys!
Baby is still kicking like mad but it is so much more intense. As i said before you can see arms & legs moving about now which is so strange. She keeps rolling around near my bladder which is driving me mad as i am never out of the loo now. If i plan to go somewhere i have to be sure there are toilets available otherwise i may just wee myself!!! Not that that would even embarrasse me anymore i am so past caring about my dignity.
My ankles are still huge. I went to a wedding on saturday and couldn't even get my feet into a pair of heals which had previously been a size too big! so i had to go in flats looking mightily frumpy and short.
We dug the camcorder and the camera out ready for the big day. Which has promted me to have my picture taken as i have none of me pregnant. It seems a shame not to have a record. IF i can take a nice one i may post it on myspace to show you my hugeness, i may even take one of the fat ankles just to prove that i am not over-reacting about their size.
Anyways thats about it. I am an expert about child birth now after my classes so if you have any questions you know who to ask.
Next week the ante-natal class are meeting up the Royal Surrey Hospital to have a tour of the ward. In fact i have a very busy week next week as me and Phil are taking a week off work. Not going anywhere just having days out. Booked so far is a manicure on Monday, my sisters graduation on tuesday and an ant-natal class on wednesday. We may go shopping in Gunwharf Quays, go to the cinema, go out for a meal (Phils treat) erm i think thats it so far.
Anyway speak to you next week (if i get time to write a blog!)
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Pregnancy week 31 - Summer

Ooooh i am now in the single figures for the count down - 9 weeks to go!!!
Its been fairly uneventful this week again. Although on Sunday i took nest building to a new extreme. I decided to get a new computer desk and bring it into the living room and out of the conservatory, i also decided the conservatory needed a new floor laying down and to be completely re-arranged to make it a nice dining room / chill out room. So we did it all in one day as i simply couldn't wait once i got the idea in my head and Phil wasn't going to argue with a hormonal pregnant woman.
It looks great though and i am really pleased. We have been in that house for a year now and for the first time it is set out the way i want it.
Oh i won that dress from ebay (the one i plan to wear to this wedding on saturday). It arrived yesterday and i tried it on. It looks fab. I am out to prove that you can look great when you are the size of a house! The only thing that lets the outfit down is my flat shoes. Flat shoes just make you look frumpy whoever you are. I tried on some black sequined heels that i had in my wardrobe and they would normally have looked great with the dress but with my ankles the size of tree trunks they look awful and are slightly uncomfortable. I may wear them to the first bit and later on when my ankles start to swell i will put my flats on (people will be too drunk to notice by then). Should be a good wedding though - just a shame i can't drink... anyone need a taxi.
Phil went out with the lads last Friday. Its Safe to say he had a great time as he fell through the door in the early hours of Saturday morning. I practically had to carry him to bed - i was not impressed. At first he couldn't understand why i had the hump until i pointed out that it was pretty stupid to get that leathered when i only have 9 weeks until my due date. What would he have done if i called and told him i had gone into labour!!! The penny dropped and he has decided that he will ease up on his drinking for the last stage.
I had a midwife appointment on monday which went alright. Everything is as it should be. The baby is the right size and all my levels are back to normal again.
We went to the first of the preperational antenatal classes yesterday. Oh that was very informative....good god, why do people have more than one baby if they know what is going to happen? I knew the basics of what happened but we went into great detail about the labour and the drugs etc. I won't gross you out with the details now (i will save that for the final blog entry - the birth) but its safe to say that i will have no dignity left by the end of it.
There were some nice people too. There was a couple who are due the day before me so there is a good chance we will cross paths later on, there was a lady there who i recognised and later realised was my friends sister (will have to say hi properly next week) there were some other couples too and this very interesting couple who i have forgotten their names now. They were a little odd just because he kept interupting the midwife and spouting stuff about shakras, Central gravity, the miams, jesus's time, fertility worships, thai chi etc i think you get the idea. He just kept going off tangent and giving us all lessons in something we were not there to learn. Nice enough fella though. He had just had his tooth sergically removed about an hour before the class so he could have still be under the influence of the sedative he was given (he was definately under the influence of something).
And of course me and phil have a reputation for attracting these people, sure enough we ended up giving them a lift home. I think we made a friend for life there (well at least the next two classes!). It will be just my luck that we end up on the same ward at the same time.
Anyway back to the class. One of the things i questioned the midwife about was breast feeding. Don't all shout and judge me at once but i have never had any inclination to breast feed. I have absolutely no real reason for this i just don't want to. But more often that not i feel very preasurised about this and get the impression it is very frowned upon by alot of people. The midwife (Tanya) had said that they make you breast feed before they let you leave the ward so i asked what if you choose not to breast feed. She proceeded to tell me that they do not have facilities on the ward for formular milk so you have to bring formular milk packets with you and some steralised bottles. If i go into labour suddenly i will not think to quickly steralise some bottles ready to put in my bag so i can see where this is going, i will end up having to breast feed as i have not taken any alternatives with me. It just makes me cross that they tell you its your choice and then try to pressurise you into doing it. I may compramise and breast feed until i get home and move straight onto bottles.
At next weeks class we will be discussing assisted deliveries. So C-sections etc. We will also go into more detail about epidurals and the other drugs you can have.
I have given work (in writing) the date of my last day. It will be the 16th August (6 weeks time). But this leaves me with 4.5 days holiday to take up beforehand. I decided instead of leaving a week early i would have shorter weeks leading up to the 16th. As i have a week of in July already it means that next week is my last full week at work which is great.
Believe it or not but i am still getting bigger. The baby's movements should be slowing down now as there is very little room for the little tyke but i should have guessed that i would be the exception to the rule. She is moving much more and the movements are so much more intense. When she punches you can almost see the hand poking out and when she kicks you can pretty much make out the outline of the foot. But mainly she keeps wiggling her bum. Its quite good actually as the midwife showed me exactly how she is laying and where all her body parts are so with every move i know what it is. Lucky for me she is head down which is just the way she should be at this stage as she is getting into position to be born.
Blimey there is alot on here this week - sorry if you are half asleep now!
Best go. The week ahead brings a wedding on saturday, coffee with a couple of very good friends on sunday, and another ante-natal class on wednesday. I also have a call booked in on monday with Phils solicitor but thats another story...
Bye bye mum to be
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Pregnancy week 30 - Summer

Hello,
This week i have mostly been e-baying. God i forgot how addictive it is. I now contantly have my ebay summary up on screen in the background to keep an eye on items i am bidding on - its so sad!
Anyway down to business. I had the all clear from the diabetes tests so thats a definate plus point. I have my next appointment with the midwife on Monday, i think i have to see her every 2 weeks now until the baby arrives.
I have booked up the other anti-natal classes (the ones where you practice breathing and discuss the drug options etc). The first one is on the 4th July and i am really looking forward to that, so is Phil strangely.
Phil went away last weekend fishing so i thought i would take the opportunity to get a few things done around the house and pack my hospital bag (the one you keep by the door ready to grab when you go into labour) but to my annoyance i got very little done. Phil had left my dad with strict instructions to not let me overdo it (he knows me so well!). My dad even had to escort me to Tescos and would not even allow me to push the trolley!
I got too tired to do most of the jobs anyway and by sunday night felt a bit off colour again. I did start my hospital bag though. I printed a list off the internet of the basic things you will need and there is so much. My bag is huge but i can happily say that most of it is for the baby like a pack of nappies, cotton wool, baby wipes, baby grows, towels, blankets... the list goes on and on. But the list of things i need to pack for me is horrible: old knickers (as they will get ruined - nice!), breast pads, an old nightdress that will also get ruined, maternity sanitary towels, two towels (preferrably dark colours as they will also be ruined) and they also suggest you take ear plugs and an eye mask as you will probably end up on a noisy ward full of screaming babies. Its safe to say i am now in full panic mode! All of this did however give me an excuse to splash out on all knew toiletries and stuff which is nice. Anyway its basically ready now i just need to make sure it is kept somewhere Phil can find it and that on the day he does not forget to grab my make-up bag too. I could not imagine being parted from my make-up bag especially with visitors coming to see me and the baby. I also don't want my baby to be frightened of me the first time she sees me.
Speaking of seeing i came accross an interesting fact the other day that i would like to share with you. Babies can see when they are born (in fact they can see inside you from around 30 weeks pregnancy) although they can only see a very short distance. Children do not form full 20/20 vision until they are around 8 or 9 years old. Honestly i read this from my pregnancy development website and have since read it on a few other sites. Fascinating stuff.
I am feeling much brighter recently but still get very tired very easily. My ankles are still swelling like balloons but i am starting to get used to it. I am extremely pleased to announce that my belly button still has not popped out!! It has definitely evened off though (its like i don't have a belly button at all). Hopefully it won't suddenly pop out in the last few weeks as i am definitely growing bigger at a very fast rate.
Strangely i had expected to have alot of back pain by this stage with the extra weight. My back has always been fairly weak due to an incident when i was younger. I was in a park with a boy from middle school (Gary Sherlock for those of you that care) and we were on the seesaw, he thought it would be hilarious to jump off while i was in mid air but i neglected to see the funny side when the seesaw came crashing down at full spead and jarred my back. I couldn't walk (or even breath) properly for a little while after and have suffered with a bad back ever since. It gets much worse on cold days or days when i have overdone things a bit but during pregnancy it has been pain free (apart from early on when i threw it out cutting the hedges but that was my own stupid fault).
Anyway... Have you been watching Eastenders??? i can barely bring myself to watch it now as i just want to cry every time Dawn says her baies name. Phil is adament he does not want to change it as he has really got used to the name now so i think he will get his own way on this one. Curse Eastenders.... damn you, damn you to hell!
Not much else going on this week really. Its my friends 30'th birthday at the weekend and we are popping over to her BBQ (weather permitting!) which will be nice as i haven't seen her since being pregnant so its been a long time. Next week will be much more eventful as i have my midwife appointment, anti-natal class and my friends wedding.
Speak to you next week
Mum to be
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Pregnancy week 29 - Summer

God week 29 already...
First things first - the diabetes tests. Midwife came on Tuesday morning to do the tests and hinted that she now thought i did NOT have diabetes but to wait until the results come back as i could be borderline. I have spent most of this morning trying to get my results but my doctors are being a nightmare and won't tell me anything. They basically said "there are no notes attached to your results so assume they are clear". When i pushed them on this and asked if that really meant i had the all clear they panicked and said they couldn't really tell me anything which is awfully unhelpful. I have had to call the midwife to get her to sort it out for me - just waiting for her to call me back!
The hernia has been ok but mainly because i have been under the strict eye of my husband who won't let me do anything (or at least he wouldn't last week - this week both my husband and dad have quickly forgotten and i am the scivvy again!). But as long as i don't overdo it i can keep the pain to a minimum so thats good.
On to the most annoying and upsetting thing that happened this week. On Tuesday night my entire world came crashing down and now i am stuck in a dilemma! For those of you that watch Eastenders you will be aware that 'Chav' Dawn went into labour on the tube on Tuesday night but more importantly was that before that happened she told a lady what she would be naming her baby... To my utter horror she said the one name in the entire world that i have picked to call my baby!!!
No joke - i was almost crying as this will have a significant impact on whether i still use the name or not. Me and my family are really attached to this name now but with the kind of influence a programme like Eastenders has on the public i am now worried that lots of people will now also use the name and it will become a very popular (and perhaps common name). I big part of the deciding the name was that both myself and my husband have such traditional names and throughout my life there has always been so many people around that share my name. I had 3 Katherine's in my class at school, i worked with 3 Katherine's at my last job and in my current job i have worked with 5 in total. Sound silly and people are probably saying so what but at school to save on confusion they named me Katherine 1 and in my working life i have had to use the shortened version of Kat more and more. I just really liked the idea of giving my child a name that you wouldn't come across so often.
Trouble is i am so attached to the name now that i am not sure if i want to change it. What do i do?????
The wardrobe is finally put together and all the clothes are hung up and waiting to be worn. The entire nursery is set up ready for use now. The nappies are in place and the blankets are all washed. Its getting really exciting now. My cousin gave me a load of girls clothes the other day (which practically filled the wardrobe) and it is just so funny to think that something that small will be wearing them soon. Even Phil got a jittery when he saw the room completed.
Phil is going away this weekend on a fishing trip so i am planning to catch up with a few people i haven't seen for a while which will be nice. My friend Jason had a little girl a few weeks back so i plan to go and visit them. I am also planning to start getting my hospital bag ready. I have printed a list off the internet which gives you a basic run down of the stuff you will probably need - think i will need a truck as there is so much stuff.
Oh, sold the Aerosmith tickets on ebay in the end. Phil made a loss but its better than completely wasting them. Really don't think it was such a wise move to think i could stand around in a park all day. On the subject of tickets i have done something really dumb!! remember i mentioned the play that Orlando Bloom was appearing in well i bid on some tickets on Ebay (row E) but have now realised the day the tickets are for is the same day as my friends wedding... As irony would have it i am still the highest bidder (although there are still 4 days left) so i can only hope that i am outbid otherwise i will be trying to flog these tickets next week too.
We are planning to have a week off together in July (our last break before the baby comes) and decided that as its our wedding anniversary in July too that we are going to London to watch Wicked and stay in a hotel up there and make a night of it. I am quite excited.
The heartburn is getting much worse and i have to be sure that i don't eat too close to my bed time otherwise i am up all night with it. Speaking of bedtimes i am rudely awaken every morning at about 4am as i need to have a wee!
The final complaint this week is my ankles. They are swelling up so much. Phil and i both really pannicked last week as we both thought my feet were going to pop as they had gotten so big. It seems to get worse towards the end of the week and all i can really do is to put my feet up and hope they go down. It sometimes gets to the point where it hurts to walk as the skin is stretched so tightly. I cannot take my shoes off until i am certain i will not need to go out again as i would never get them back on again.
So to sum up i am still none the wiser about the diabetes although it looks unlikely now, the hernia is under control, Chav Dawn stole my baby's name, i am somewhat sleep deprived, my ankles look like a 90 year olds, I am an idiot when it comes to buying tickets (mainly due to my crap memory) but the good news is that I ONLY HAVE 2 MONTHS LEFT!!! YAY!!!
Believe it or not i am in a good mood and am getting more and more excited by the day. I just want to meet my daughter.
See you next week
Mum to be
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Pregnancy week 27 & 28 - Summer

Hi again,
You may be confused as to why i didn't write a blog last week and why i am doing this weeks early. Well lets just say its been a very eventful few weeks. I have been somewhat poorly and now know why.
Last week i was severely hit with nausea, dizziness and a number of other ailments that i probably shouldn't have kept to myself. I have also been getting a strange pain in my tummy next to my belly button. This pain has gotten gradually worse over the course of about 3 weeks and secretly i was really starting to worry about it. I found myself on the internet looking up my symptoms and coming up with all sorts of silly things.
Anyway yesterday i had a routine midwife appointment and told her all my symptoms. Funnily enough after having an excellent bill of health up until this point everything started to fall apart and they have discovered two things wrong with me and both sound far worse than they actually are (honestly).
The first is that my urine sample has shown up high levels of sugar which means i have gestational diabetes. I have to have further tests next Tuesday to find out what level i have and how serious it actually is. It will almost definitely just disappear after i have given birth although it does leave you with a higher risk of getting type 2 diabetes later in life. It will simply be a case of working out a stricter diet and stop skipping meals etc. The implications of this on the baby are still very under-researched and the main thing they will check is the size of the baby as this can cause her to be a large baby (in some cases too large which will result in a ceasarean). But as i said i do not yet know which level i have and it is very dependent on that. Considering i have been absolutely healthy up until now means it is looking good for me.
The second thing they have discovered is that it is highly likely i have a stomach hernia! This will explain the pain i have been getting next to my belly button. Unfortunately for me there is very little they are willing to (or can) do until after the baby is born. So i just have to put up with the discomfort and pain. After the birth these type of hernias quite often sort themselves out but if it doesn't i will probably need to have it operated on before i have my next child. Again i don't think it is worth worrying about at the moment as there is nothing i can do.
My husband is being an angel and won't let me do anything now. I am under strict instructions (from him) not to lift anything and that includes simple things like doing the washing. I know he means well but i can see that this is going to get annoying. I think he is finding this all a bit difficult as i never ever get ill or at least if i do i tend to just carry on and not really tell anyone so to see me so vulnerable i think is difficult for him. He told me yesterday that for the first time ever he had spent the whole day worrying about what might happen to me or the baby and it really scared him. I honestly do not think anything bad will happen and i don't think you can really think like that anyway but it certainly makes you evaluate what is important in your life. He is being so attentive and considerate - i just hope he knows that i do really appreciate it.
Anyway i had to get all of this down while it was fresh in my mind. For the first time in weeks i actually don't feel particularly ill and i am sure its because it is all a bit clearer in my head now and i can stop being paranoid.
Lets move onto brighter things. Had a nightmare over the last two weeks trying to get the wardrobe & drawers delivered for the nursery. It finally came yesterday. I put the drawers together and they look fine although Phil was very cross as i should have been resting. I will probably have to wait until the weekend to get the wardrobe put together as Phil won't let me do it myself.
We also popped into toys 'r' us and got a cool changing table with shelves which transforms into a baby bath. Its on wheels for ease of use. Its so cool but we have put the wheels on slightly wrong and it is a bit wonky at the moment - the baby would probably roll right off it! Its easily sorted though.
I think thats about it for now. Next week i will be able to update you on my glucose tests.
Oh before i go i just want to say a massive congratulations to my sister for passing her degree and to my brother for passing his driving test. I am very very proud of you both as they are both huge achievements.
See you next week
Mum to be
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Pregnancy week 26 - Summer

Hi all,
Its been another slow, uneventful week..
I have stupidly worn my heals again today for the first time in weeks and realised that it wasn't such a bright idea as my feet and back are now killing me. It has also highlighted how much my ankles have swollen as i can't even do my knee length boots up! Funnily enough one ankle/ foot is much more swollen than the other which does look really funny. The only way to ease this i have found is just soaking my feet when i get home from work in a bowl of warm water with bubbles. While on the subject of feet i am on the brink of giving up wearing socks as i am now really struggling to bend that far to put them on. At the weekend i had to get phil to tie my shoe laces as i just couldn't stretch over the bump. I have figured out a way of doing it although it is very awkward, i simply put my foot on the third step (on my staircase) and push my knee out to the side this way i can lean forward quite far.
As you have grasped by now the bump is still getting bigger. It is at the stage where it is starting to get to me somewhat. I am having absolutely no luck in finding a flattering dress to wear to my sisters graduation & my friends wedding in July. It is soul destroying to go from shop to shop passing the beautiful dresses at the front of the shop to get to the frumpy maternity wear at the back. Smock tops are everywhere which is useful for me but at the same time they are not dressy enough to wear to a wedding. Before anyone starts suggesting really good websites i must also point out that i am restricted somewhat by price as i refuse to spend £60 - £90 for a dress i will only fit into for the next 3 months.
My hormones are definately starting to take over my emotions as Phil is my witness. I have cried alot this week mainly for no reason or silly little reasons. It is extremely hard not to just give in and burst into tears at any given moment.
The wardrobe for the nursery is arriving tomorrow and i have already been to tesco to get some mini coathangers (in pink & purple - god its started already). Apart from that i have eased up somewhat on buying baby stuff. So as i got paid last week i am going shopping on saturday - think i will pass by the baby section in toys R us. My mum bought lots of cute pink clothes last week. I will certainly be able to fill the wardrobe!!!!!
I am starting to get constant thoughts of the birth now. I'm getting slightly freaked out by it all. Funnily enough it hasn't bothered me at all up until this week. But with only 14 weeks to go and being told that technically she can come at any time from now really i suppose has flung me into the realities of it all. I should start to get Braxton Hicks (fake contractions) very soon which i am suspecting will freak me out alot. Started thinking about what i need for my hospital bag. To be honest as long as i have my make-up and hair brush i will be happy though.
Nothing more to say I'm afraid except is it just me or is everyone on the planet pregnant at the moment???? It just seems that everywhere i look there are pregnant women waddling about. Perhaps it is just my heightened awareness of it - who knows.
Anyway i will go and peal these god awful heals from my feet now.
See you next week.
Mum to be
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