A Little Work Rant.

So, I think I’m over doing it at work.

I work in a pub, and a lot of the popular beer glasses are on the bottom shelf so I’m constantly bending down and trying to get back up again. I run around the floor collecting in plates and glasses and carrying peoples foods out. I get 20 minutes of break only when I’m working 7 hours or more so I’m on my feet for about 6 hours straight.

Most of the time I start work at 8am so I’m up at 6 and usually I can’t sleep at night because my little baby is a night owl so I constantly have little feet pitter pattering away inside keeping me awake, which I don’t mind, I love feeling my little baba. But you know, I quite like sleep too…

Most of my managers don’t ask me to do anything too bad, but surely 6hours + on my feet is bad enough? But there is one guy who believes that I am just a bit of driftwood that he has to pull along and always tries to get me out of the way, like going on the floor on busy shifts – I’m not meant to carry really heavy things and some of the plates we have (especially the roasts) are really heavy and running around trying to clear more then one table, which is what he apparently expects, is almost impossible! Have you ever tried to carry ten plates? It’s hard and gets heavy. I wouldn’t mind, but he never asks anyone else to ever go on the floor except me. It’s like he’s just trying to get the ‘pregnant one’ out of his way. And the worst thing, I work 10 times harder then he does!! He hides out the back chatting and having a laugh whilst I run around trying to do 10 jobs at once because he’s too bone idol to do so.

So yeah, I really think I’m over doing it at work. I can’t even feel baby moving I’m running around so much!!

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So, today I am 25 weeks pregnant. 15 weeks to go and counting.

Saw the midwife again today, apparently I eat too much sugary foods like chocolate (which means I have to cut down *sob* as glucose showed up in my wee wee :/ how upsetting!). I’ve only seen her 3 times but my next meeting is on the 13th of next month (3 weeks!!). Which means I am definitely getting close to my due date as the meetings are meant to get more regular the closer you get… right?)

We heard babies heart beat again ❤ It’s so precious and fast!!! she also measured my bump which was 25cm 😀 😀 cutie little bump. I’ve met women who are just as far gone as I am and they look HUGE!! I’m so happy that I’ve only got a small little bump.

Then again, I think I’m putting weight on all over which means it’s probably a boy… right? Well that’s what they say.

The cot arrived the other day!! And we put it up! I was so happy! It looks so pretty, the only thing wrong with it, which isn’t even a ‘wrong’ is that it hasn’t got solid ends, but it’s still a pretty little thing.

We’re going to get some cot bedding in October, no rush at the minute, and we’re going to start looking at sterilisers and baby monitors soon. (Never too early!)

I still can’t believe how quick this pregnancy is going. I go on maternity leave in just over a month and a half!

We painted the feature wall in the living the other day, so that’s one less job to worry about when babies here and next month we’re painting babies room ~:) we’re going for a shade called ‘Happy Yellow’ and it’s very pretty, 2 walls are going to be yellow and the other 2 are going to be cream with little yellow duckies on 🙂 (I can’t wait to start decorating! I love it!!)

15 weeks to go.

A Long Time Coming.

So I haven’t posted a blog in absolute ages. Which I know I should have done, but between moving house and work I haven’t found much time to do anything, especially since I have been so tired throughout the whole pregnancy.

So 2 weeks ago I went for my 20 week scan, and everything with baby was absolutely fine, no extra arms or legs (or any missing ones).

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When I saw my little baby on the screen I almost cried (I admit a tear leaked out but nothing more, though I wanted too) it was just such a special moment, I can’t explain to non-pregnant women just what a heart-warming and special moment it is seeing your baby inside you. I cannot wait until I have him or her in my arms for real! 

As you can guess we didn’t find out the sex of the baby, though I was debating for ages and ages whether or not too. I desperately want to know (I’m not good with surprises) but at the same time a surprise like this would be amazing. In the end I just decided to go with what felt right on the day (though I had already told the other half that I wouldn’t find out – I still wasn’t sure). So now, late November / early December I with have a little surprise 🙂 

One reason that I haven’t posted anything really is because I don’t think I have much interesting to talk about. I haven’t felt overly excited at some times and all I seem to do is worry about the weight I’m putting on and the stretch marks that everyone seems to harp on about. Am I going to get piles and will sex ever feel normal again?! I’m more scared then anything at times. I’m scared about my changing body, I’m scared that I’m going to be a rubbish mother and I’m scared that I’m too young. I haven’t spoke to my partner about this as he’s so self assured that he’d just tell me I’m being silly. And I have no pregnant friends to talk to about any of this and I get the feeling my other friends are sick to death of me talking about my pregnancy. 

I have no idea about antenatal classes or anything, I feel very small and worried. I am excited for baby and I love buying stuff for him / her today I went and got some teething dummies for when that dreaded day occurs, I’ve bought bibs and bottles and blankets I’m waiting for the cot to turn up – but still, all I can do is worry in silence.

And no I appear to have poured my heart out. 

Anyway, the picture above is of my little bump at 20 weeks, I’m now 23 weeks and over half way through my pregnancy. 

xx