28 Weeks and Counting…

Today I am 28 weeks (unless the title didn’t give it away). I went to the midwife (for the 4th time now) and the next meeting is in 3 weeks, by which time I will be 31 weeks. This probably seems highly obvious to everyone, but being a new mum-to-be I cannot believe how quickly these last 6 and a half months have gone, I only have about 12 weeks left until the dreaded labour day. It is terrifying!

Recently my mood swings have been getting worse, when I’m at home on my own or if it’s a quiet day in with the other half I start to panic, I find myself worrying that I’m not going to be a very good mother, that I’m going to get everything wrong or that my child wont love me as much as I already love him / her. I know in my last post I moaned a bit about how baby has been killing my back, but I truly love my little one more than anything! No matter how much pain he / she puts me through. Also, when I’m at work my moods are so volatile, I have no patience for anyone that even looks at me the wrong way! I don’t think I’m going to last until I want to at work. I was going to take my maternity leave from the 1st November, but the way I am, especially with back pain (which I get constantly, and not just the spine pain) and the poor customer service that I seem to be dishing out at the moment! Baby has finally moved, so he / she is not on my spine any more, which is a blessing as I was doubled over crying on some occasions!

I cannot wait until I finally get to see my little angel for the first time, it is so scary that it is only in 2(ish) months that I finally get to set eyes on my own flesh and blood, a little being that I have created. The thought and feelings that this create are unparalleled to anything I have had the privilege of feeling!

My recent blood results came back today too, and everything is fine, my blood is perfect (again) the only problem that was found was that my stores of Iron are a bit low as they are what baby takes, but the Iron in my blood is perfect. So I’m only on one Iron tablet, which is great really, as some women have very low Iron when it comes to this time in their pregnancy apparently…

Anyway, that’s all the news for now 🙂 till next time.

 

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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