Baby Diary Week 2

I wasn’t sure if I’d ever post in here again because things have been so hectic and I’ve barely found the time to eat, let alone writing blog posts which seems like a distant luxury from the days when I had nothing to do.

Things have changed so much. I’m in the third week of parenthood. I’m not sure if I’ll ever get round to posting the ‘birth story’ post, or anything about the last couple of weeks. So much has happened that it’d take me a long time to write about everything.

Anyway, I have given birth to a lovely baby boy. He is adorable, and I’m pretty sure I’m not just saying that because he’s mine. He has been pretty good so far, he’s not much of a crier and he does cute little faces and makes cute noises and he has strawberry blonde hair and blue eyes. And I love him very much.

He sleeps so well during the day, he’s either in his bouncer, in the play gym on the floor, or being held by me or M. It’s a bit of a different story during the night – he seems to take a long, long time to settle after feeds – so much that it almost merges into the next feed. I wish I knew what to do! Hopefully somehow he’ll figure it out on his own because we have no idea what we’re doing…

The lack of sleep is the only bad part. Everything else has been just wonderful and overwhelming and M. has been amazing. Anyway, that’s all for now!


40 weeks pregnant

So, I’m still pregnant. Here’s me, yesterday, on my due date:

40 weeks pregnant

I’d been quite excited over the last couple of days, thinking that surely something would happen. Yesterday was my due date, after all! I knew that due dates don’t really mean anything, but I couldn’t help but hope that somehow it’d be spot on for me. But nope, I’ve gone into the realm of being overdue, and there’s nothing to do but wait and hope that something eventually kicks off.

I’ve still had absolutely no signs that anything’s about to happen, and it’s frustrating. I’ve had no contractions or gross stuff coming out from down there – the only thing I’ve noticed is that my bump has definitely got lower, which is a good sign – but that doesn’t mean that labour is imminent, exactly…

Maybe I need to try harder – more walking, more ball bouncing. I feel like my body just doesn’t know what it’s supposed to do next. It’s done really well at the being-pregnant part, and now it’s confused. Will the contractions ever start?

The midwife is doing a sweep on Monday, and then I have a week before I suppose they’ll induce me. I wish things would just start. I don’t know how to make them start.

I mean, the good news is that I’ve had zero pain, no back pain, no pelvic pain – although I do feel pretty achy and stiff in my pelvis if I’ve been sitting a lot, or if I’ve been bouncing on the ball. If I walk too much I tend to feel a little bit crampy down there, but it goes away after a little while and then I’m fine again. But yeah, on the whole I feel absolutely fine – just huge.

Anyway, I officially started my maternity leave on Monday. I felt very guilty about staying home on that first day, while M. went off to work without me. I’ve started to adjust a little bit more, and for the last couple of days I’ve been working on knitting the Baby Sophisticate cardigan. It’s coming along pretty well so far:

Baby Sophisticate Cardigan

I wonder if I’ll get it finished before the baby comes? As you can probably tell, I’m driving myself a little bit crazy with wondering when things are going to start. I even tried to tempt fate by eating all of my labour snacks. Didn’t work. I’ve bought some more snacks, will probably start working on those tomorrow.

Anyway, I know I should just be patient. There’s no rush. I mean, sometimes it feels like there is, what with M’s parents visiting from the states in a few weeks… Oh, and how M. will have to rearrange his leave unless something happens very soon. And how I really don’t want to be induced…

Well, that’s all I can manage to write. I’m in bed, but it’s hot in here and I’m pretty uncomfortable. Stay tuned for my ’41 weeks pregnant’ blog post this time next week…


39 weeks pregnant

I’m 39 weeks today! This post is probably going to be quite long and rambly. I’m not feeling very focused and am even less coherent than usual. Here are a few new things we bought this week – that’s definitely it now – no more baby clothes.

I can’t believe that my due date is a week today.

I haven’t had a midwife appointment for just over two weeks, so I’ve felt a little bit lost lately, especially as I’m really starting to feel like I’m ready to pop. But I have one tomorrow morning, and I’m looking forward to getting a bit of guidance on what I’m supposed to be doing. Am I just supposed to wait it out, or should I be trying to encourage things to get started? I wonder if she’ll just tell me to hang in there until my due date, or if she’ll start talking about sweeps or inductions or what. I wish things would just start on their own.

The Mumsnet/Facebook June births group I’m in has about 75 people in it, and about 25ish babies have been born so far. The people who haven’t yet given birth are hyped up and excited, and the ones who have given birth are posting about complications and breastfeeding problems and are generally sounding worn out and stressed. By the end of the month, it might not be the most cheerful of groups. But at least there will be baby photos. I keep wondering when it’s going to be my turn. It’s a bit overwhelming to think about how much my life is going to change, and how there’s no backing out of it, and how all this could happen any time now.

M. has been pretty much doing everything around the house lately and I really appreciate it. I can’t wait to see what he’s like with our baby. It is so difficult to move about now. I feel seriously huge. I’ve got two more days of work left, and I am really looking to forgetting about work for a few months. SO looking forward to that.

How far along: 39 weeks exactly

Symptoms: My feet and ankles are pretty swollen now, and my hands are a bit puffy and feel quite stiff today. On Sunday, I had a brief moment standing in the kitchen where I felt like I was going to pass out – but I didn’t. I’ve never had anything like that happen before, and thankfully it hasn’t happened since. Quite a weird experience though.

Signs of going into labour: Up until this morning absolutely nothing had been going on down there – but this morning I’ve been feeling a bit crampy, and I haven’t had cramps for months. So that’s something, I suppose, but also probably nothing.

Weight gain: This morning I weighed myself for the first time in about three and a half weeks and found, to my horror, that I’ve put on 8.8lbs since then – ARGH! How did that happen? So I’m 228.8lbs right now. I know the baby is gaining about half a pound a week, and I know that over the last couple of weeks my hands and feet have become swollen, so I’m sure that increased fluid will be another reason – but it still seems like quite a weight gain! I suppose the other reason is that I’ve been eating quite a lot. I should have weighed myself more often to keep an eye on things – ah well. My total weight gain is about 33.8lbs, but I think it’s a fairly average amount to have gained though, so I’ll try not to think about it too much.

Things I got done: I did manage to finally put things into a couple of suitcases for the hospital. We’ve even got snacks and drinks. So everything’s packed apart from my Kindle, iPad, camera and chargers. I washed all of the cot/crib sheets and have put one on the cot mattress. I’ve put things on the shelves in the changing table, like baby wipes and things. I like spending time in the nursery. It’s such a bright, colourful room and it makes me happy to be in there.

Things still to do:

  • Organise baby clothes by size and type (right now it’s a bit of a mess and I have no idea how much I’ve got of anything)
  • Try to remove vomit stains from the second hand baby clothes I bought (most of them were stain free, some of them were definitely not)
  • Still need to sort out my feet
  • Figure out how to use the steriliser
  • Figure out how to sterilise the breast pump

Other than that, I think we’re as ready as we’ll ever be. And now we wait! Who knows, maybe my next blog post will be about the birth! (Nah).


38 weeks pregnant

Hospital bag update: I’ve made some piles of stuff in the cot, and I’ve got two small suitcases. First suitcase will have labour stuff in it, the second will have overnight stay stuff and baby stuff in it. Now I just have to put the things into the suitcase. It’s ridiculous, it’d only take me a couple of minutes to do it, but the piles of stuff have been sitting there for days. DO IT. TIME IS RUNNING OUT.

How far along: 38 weeks and 1 day


  • My feet are finally looking a bit puffy.
  • Last night, I also realised that I couldn’t take my wedding ring off (I got it off in the end with some washing up liquid). So for now, I’ve had to stop wearing it – it’s the longest I’ve been without it for over ten years!
  • I have also been feeling an increasing amount of achiness in my lower belly area/front of pelvis when I walk
  • I walk really slowly now
  • I could have sworn that on more than a few occasions, I’ve been sitting on the sofa and have heard my belly make a sort of high pitched clicking sound. I googled it, and it looks like I’m not alone. No idea what it was, but I’m not worried about it – it’s more strange than anything.

Weight gain: I must be over 220lbs now. My belly has really increased in size over the last couple of weeks, and I can easily believe that the baby is gaining half a pound a week.

Movement: Movements are less often and not as dramatic, I can tell that there’s less room in there. But I’m still feeling movements pretty often.

Stretch marks: They are slowly getting worse, some of them are almost creeping up above my belly button which is quite distressing – but there’s nothing I can do about it. It’s silly to want to give birth now just so the stretch marks will stop progressing, but I sort of wish that I would. I mean, it’s pretty much time, I’d be happy if it happened tonight. My belly just feels so tight, and I’m putting lotion and whatever on it all the time, but nothing’s helping. Even laying on the sofa in the evening, I can almost feel that my skin is slowly tearing – not a good feeling.

Sleep: Sleep has been okay this week, my heartburn hasn’t been too bad, and I’m used to having to pee a few times during the night. It’s a huge effort to turn over in bed though, or to get out of bed.

Emotions: I get weepy whenever I see a cute photo of a baby. I’m in this Facebook group for June births and there have been so many baby photos on there, especially over the last week. I’ve never been one for baby photos, but that’s changed – these babies are all so cute and it’s making me really impatient to have mine. Aside from that, I’ve had some low weepy moments but generally I’ve been reasonably cheerful, I think.

Anyway, I’m 38 weeks and I’m starting to wonder about methods for bringing on labour. Of course, my due date is probably not accurate, and I might realistically have a few more weeks before anything happens. And I certainly don’t want to rush things. I’m not seeing my midwife until next Thursday, so I expect she’ll give me some idea of how things are going to pan out.

Things I still need to do:

  • Put the things in the suitcases
  • Make my feet presentable
  • Don’t know / can’t remember

Now that I’m at 38 weeks, I feel like I should be aware that things could happen at any time. So far though, absolutely nothing has happened. I haven’t had any Braxton Hicks contractions during this pregnancy, I have no idea what one feels like. Apart from feeling like my stomach is going to split open, the only other mild discomfort I’ve had is that I’m achy down in my butt/lower belly when I walk. Nothing else has been going on.

I wonder when it’s going to start.


37 weeks pregnant

I made it to 37 weeks! Woohoo!

A couple of things arrived this week – a birthing ball and some nipple lotion. Our cat claimed the box immediately.

Four days later, the box is still on the floor because she’s clearly still digging it.

I had a go on the ball and found that it’s really good for sorting my posture out. Not really comfortable for long periods of time though, but I think it’ll be good during labour.

Emotionally, I’m a bit all over the place tonight. I’m looking forward to holding my baby and just being allowed to love him. I feel sorry for him though, that one of the first faces he’ll see will probably be my crying face. I have a really unfortunate crying face. I’ll try not to cry.

I had my 36 week midwife appointment two days ago (at 36+6, grr), and it was fine, although I didn’t get to see the midwife I usually see. Also, strangely enough, this midwife handed me back my pee bottle after she’d tested the contents. Seemed a bit gross, but I’ve spoken to some other people in the Facebook baby group I’m in, and apparently it’s not all that unusual. Seems weird to me, though!

Anyway, the big news is that I’ve made it to 37 weeks. I still can’t help but think that my real due date is probably later than I’ve been told – after all, I didn’t have my first scan until 22 weeks, and so the date they gave me maybe isn’t as accurate as I initially thought. But regardless of when things actually happen, I’m getting pretty close now. The baby feels so much bigger. I still have two weeks left of work though – I can’t tell you how excited I am to be done with it for a while. Wish I was one of the lucky ones taking an entire year off, but I have 9 weeks, and that’s better than nothing.

How far along: 37 weeks and 1 day

Symptoms: I’ve noticed that my feet are starting to look a little bit puffy. I think I’ve been lucky that I haven’t had any swelling up until now, but I think it’s starting to happen. Hard to tell if my ankles are bigger – maybe a little bit, but I’ve always had pretty hefty ankles. I made the mistake of eating pasta again a couple of times in the last week and as a result of that, I’ve had a couple of nights of intensely uncomfortable heartburn. I think the heartburn is happening more easily than it used to though, I had pretty bad heartburn this afternoon and this was several hours after lunch and I hadn’t even eaten that much. Do not like!

Weight: Really don’t want to weigh myself. Maybe if I can get through just one day where I don’t eat badly, I’ll weigh myself the day after. But lately I’ve just been pigging out on whatever I fancy and it’s bad. I feel really unattractive and very much like a ‘before’ photo. This was supposed to be my year of getting fit and in shape, and it’s disheartening to think that I’m about to go through yet another uncomfortable summer.

Movement: Today the movements have been a bit more subdued, although when my cat was laying on my lap earlier, I saw her move as a result of some kicks. I can definitely tell that there must be less room in there now, though – I tend to feel things in the same places these days – punches in the lower left part of my belly, and kicks much higher up.

Anyway, generally I’m feeling good. Onwards!


36 weeks pregnant

We finally finished hanging cranes on the branch in the nursery!

Nursery - Origami Cranes

We’re really pleased with how it turned out, and it’s good to know that the nursery is pretty much finished now, even if the baby isn’t going to be sleeping in there for six months or so – but he can still have naps in there.


Anyway, I’m 36 weeks and 1 day! I just have to make it to 37 weeks and then I should be eligible for the birthing centre. Woot! We went for a scan on Tuesday, and everything was good. The main thing is that the baby is head down, which is great news. I forgot to ask the sonographer to confirm the gender – she asked at the beginning what we were having and I told her, and she didn’t say otherwise during the scan so I’m assuming the baby is still a boy.

I could hardly bring myself to look at the screen during the scan because I was so worried something wouldn’t be right – but everything was fine. We got a really good look at one of his feet and that made me quite emotional. It was this perfect little foot. So crazy. I wish I’d asked for a photo of it, but I guess I’ll be seeing the real thing soon enough.

One thing I shouldn’t have done was look at my maternity notes after the scan. I was looking at the various measurements they took from the scan and freaking out about percentiles – and then somewhere I thought it said my baby was in a posterior position, which had me fretting for most of the day (because apparently that means labour can be longer and more painful, etc). I finally went back to look at the notes and realised it actually said the placenta was posterior, not the baby, which as far as I know is fine. For the actual baby position it just said ‘cephalic’, which apparently just means head down. Got to stop worrying. I’ve learned my lesson this time, I’m not looking in my notes any more. They seemed to be really happy with everything at the scan, so that’s what I need to go with.

It’s frightening how close I am to the end now. I just wish I could go hide under a blanket and have someone just pass me a baby. But no, I have to go through this scary biological process and I have no idea what’s ahead, or what sort of experience I’m going to have.

I still haven’t packed my hospital bags. But I think I have everything, apart from snacks and things – I just need to physically put the things IN the bags. And I don’t know why I’m having such a hard time doing that.

I’m dreading the whole labour/birth thing, but I am looking forward to feeling more mobile again and peeing less. I’ve felt a lot more fully loaded in the last couple of weeks, like I’m going to burst. It’s weird having such a hard belly instead of just the usual squishy flab. I just want to be able to romp about the place and roll around on the floor and stop being so fragile. Lately, all I want to do when I get home is sit my arse down on the sofa and stay there for a few hours (preferably while eating something), and then go to bed. I feel bad because I’m being so boring but I’m just not really capable of much else right now.

I think the baby must have grown a lot in the last couple of weeks because I feel so much bigger, and now when I feel my belly, I can feel things much easier. I still don’t know what’s what, but I can definitely feel body parts.

Things I still need to get done:

  • Pack hospital bags
  • Prepare questions/birth plan for midwife on Tuesday

Symptoms: Last week’s heartburn has gone away (I think it might be to do with not eating pasta this week). On the whole I’ve had a good week, and I’ve just about recovered from the cold I had last week. My front-of-pelvis has been aching a little bit – I wouldn’t say it’s been hurting, but just aching sometimes. This evening I injured my hip by picking up the toilet paper I dropped while on the toilet, which was quite a reach to the right. As soon as I got off the toilet, my left side of hip was hurting, and it still hurts. I hope it gets better on its own, and quickly! I’ve been so lucky not to have to deal with pelvic/hip pain so far, and I’d hate for it all to be ruined because I dropped a toilet roll on the floor…

Weight gain: I was 220lbs a few days ago. OH WELL. My husband now officially weighs less than me. Fuck. At least 10lbs of that has to be baby weight. I’m looking forward to being able to actually do something about my weight, because being this size really sucks and I couldn’t imagine staying this big forever.

Movement: There seems to be a lot in the evenings, and less during the day apart from right after I’ve eaten.

Sleep: Sleep hasn’t been great. Have to pee three or four times a night, and it’s been so hot lately. We’ve started just sleeping under a sheet which has helped, though.

Anyway, I’m seeing the midwife on Tuesday, which is when I’ll be 36+6. Can’t believe I’m so close to 37 weeks. It’s occurred to me that I need to buy some ‘maternity mats’ from Boots because I’m starting to get nervous about certain leakages happening…


35 weeks pregnant

Cat update: She seems to have recovered, and we’ve been incident-free for six whole days now! She’s back to her naughty self, when she’s not busy posing magnificently (see below).

I saw the midwife on Monday. The last time I saw her two weeks ago, my blood pressure was slightly up and there was + protein in my pee. So I was pretty anxious about the appointment today, even though I tested the pee sample at home to make sure it was negative for protein, which it was. But I thought my blood pressure would be up again, just from cat illness-related stress or whatever else.

Anyway, the appointment ended up going really well. My blood pressure was normal, pee was normal, heartbeat sounded good, belly measurement was good. She told me that as long as I make it to 37 weeks, there should be no problem with me going to the birthing centre instead of the maternity unit, which is what I’d like, ideally. So it was a really good appointment, and I was so relieved that it went well.

What sucks right now is that I caught a cold off my brother at the beginning of the week. I’ve felt weak and hot and mucus-y and I’ve had a sore throat and my nostrils have felt like they’ve been on fire. It’s frustrating because he didn’t TELL me he had a cold – if I’d have known I would have kept well away and would have been super paranoid about touching anything he’d touched – but no, he didn’t tell me, and now I have this cold. And he didn’t look ill, and wasn’t doing any ill things – so I had no idea until he had a cold until he casually dropped it into conversation. I did so well to make it this far without getting sick. Hopefully it will go soon, but right now I feel like shit and have done for several days.

M. and I went to our first antenatal class last night. There are two more sessions over the next couple of weeks. Neither of us had any idea of what to expect, apart from what we’d seen on tv or in movies. Well, there were a lot of ‘activities’ and ice-breakers with the other couples – which is NOT my cup of tea. It was kind of nice to see some other pregnant people though, and everyone was pretty friendly, apart from one couple. But yeah, I was kind of hoping it would be more… informative. The session started off with the midwife telling us how 2 in 5 relationships get worse after birth, and 1 in 5 get better. Oh, good. Later on, one of the activities had us plan out our ‘perfect Sunday’, as we are right now with no baby. And then we had to add in 10 half hour feeds, 2 hours of crying and 1 hour of grumpy baby time. I guess the aim was to make us all realise how our lives are over and it’s just going to be awful? It wasn’t a terribly helpful activity – it’s not like I haven’t already thought about how much things are going to change. But there was some more useful information at the end of the session. I think M. found some bits of it quite informative, and so we’re going to go to the next one.

I have to admit that I was a little jealous of the other women who were apparently all on maternity leave already. As for me, I still have another 4 weeks of work to go – because I haven’t been in my job for long and I can’t afford to take unpaid maternity leave. Ah well. I’m getting there.

Next week I have another scan. Scared and excited, but mostly scared. I can’t believe it’ll have been 14 weeks since my last scan. I’ll be terrified of looking at the screen, just like I was last time. I just hope it goes okay. Trying not to think about it too much.

I haven’t got much done on my ‘things to do’ list from my last post. All I’ve done is make a list of hospital bag stuff, and I’ve printed out a rough draft of a birth plan. Still need to dangle all the origami cranes from the branch in the nursery, which I’m definitely going to make happen this weekend – so I should have some photos of the finished nursery for next week’s update!

How far along: 35 weeks and 1 day

Symptoms: This week has mostly been about heartburn.  I’ve been trying (and mostly failing) to eat less, because I get full so quickly and as soon as I’m too full, I feel heartburny. Feels awful. Chewing gum helps, though. Generally, this has been my most uncomfortable week so far, which is to be expected – but it has been made much worse by having to deal with this cold at the same time. I’ve been quite emotional this week, which was most apparent when I actually cried because M. beat my score on a game we’ve been playing on our phones. He found this quite amusing. (By the way, I eventually beat his score and he hasn’t yet managed to beat my mine because it’s a ridiculously high score that he’s never going to be able to beat).

Weight gain: Didn’t weigh myself. I actually meant to, this morning – but forgot. Probably for the best…

Stretch marks: Still about the same as last week. Just trying to make it through these last weeks without them suddenly tearing up the rest of my belly.

Movement: Still a fair amount of movement. I try not to worry too much when things are quieter, because I know there’s less room in there. I felt the baby’s bum (hopefully not a head) below my ribs on the right earlier this week. The midwife felt it too and said she thinks it’s a bum – it’ll be good to hopefully have it confirmed at the scan next week.

Sleep: Sleep has been awful this week, and I think this is the first time in all my updates that I’ve said that. I’m sure it’s mostly down to this cold I’ve got, but I have definitely noticed that it’s become a lot more difficult to get comfortable, and a bit of an ordeal to change which side I’m laying on. And sometimes I wake up and my hip hurts because I’m laying on it with all this weight. It’s definitely more uncomfortable, and I feel more fragile. There’ve been a few nights this week where I’ve just woken up at 3ish in the morning and haven’t been able to get to sleep, so I just lay there looking at Facebook or Mumsnet on my phone (exciting stuff).

On the whole, I’m feeling pretty positive. Anyway, that’s all for now. Oh – big thanks to Tots100 for mentioning my blog in their roundup of new bloggers this month!


34 weeks pregnant

Just got home from eating a three course meal and I am SO full. It was not a good idea to eat that much with the limited space my body has inside of it, these days. I’m so full I’m not even sure if I can write a proper blog post. I’ll try…

Cat update: she’s doing okay, we took her to the vet but we’re still not sure if the problem is getting better. Trying not to worry too much, she seems perfectly fine and happy apart from when she has her little episodes every couple of days. Hopefully she’ll be okay.

I’ve got my next midwife appointment on Monday. It was supposed to be today, but she was booked up. I’m going to do the urine sample at home (last time I didn’t have a bottle and had to do it at the surgery), and I’ll test it myself to see if there’s any protein in there before taking it in. Hopefully there won’t be, so I can go to the appointment feeling a bit more relaxed about it – maybe it’ll help my blood pressure.

I don’t know how the appointment will go. If everything is okay, I’d like to ask about my chances of being allowed to go to the birth centre instead of the regular delivery suite at the hospital. I don’t know if having a higher BMI is enough of a risk to rule that out.

How far along: 34 weeks and 1 day

Symptoms: Achiness, needing to pee all the time, heartburn, getting tired ridiculously quickly. Generally I still feel good though, I’m just feeling like I’m getting less able to do things without it being a massive chore.

Weight gain: Didn’t weigh myself…

Stretch marks: They are slowly but steadily getting worse. They haven’t gone above my belly button yet, and I truly hope they don’t… I keep thinking about how there are only so many weeks left, but then I think about how much the baby is going to grow in these last weeks – and how I can’t really control the stretch marks. Palmer’s tummy butter or whatever does not help. Seems like it’s all nonsense. If you haven’t got them, then you were probably never going to get them, regardless of whatever greasy goop you smeared on yourself. Ah well…

Movement: Lots of movement. I remember when I used to stare at my belly, hoping I’d catch a glimpse of a tiny movement. I don’t really have to do that any more. If nothing’s happening, I can just rub my belly a bit and something will usually happen seconds later, which is nice.

Sleep: Sleep has been fine. Really miss being able to sleep on my back, though.

Things I still need to get done:

  • Hospital bag. Completely clueless about what I actually need.
  • Finish up little things in the nursery
  • Wash all baby clothes
  • Write up some kind of birth plan

I have a few ideas about my birth plan – all of which might go out of the window on the day – but I’d like to try and avoid having an epidural, and I want to stay as mobile as possible and probably try and give birth on all fours or in some kind of squatting position. I started reading about delayed clamping, but I don’t know enough about it right now to know if it’s a big deal, or if I want a managed third stage or what. Maybe it’s not a huge deal and I should just go along with whatever they suggest. Anyway, still time to think about all that stuff, I hope…


33 weeks pregnant

This week started off well, but unfortunately over the last couple of days my cat has been ill so I’m a little bit stressed about that. Just managed to make an appointment with the vet for this afternoon. Hopefully it’s nothing too serious, but we have no idea. Our cat is about ten years old, and apart from a couple of blips, she’s been healthy this whole time. So it makes sense that now, when I’m 33 weeks pregnant and trying to keep my shit together, she’s unwell – not great for trying to keep my blood pressure down!  Really hoping she’ll be okay.

Last night we popped into Sainsbury’s, and had a quick look around in the baby section which they’ve expanded. They had a couple of things which were impossible to resist.

LOOK AT THAT HAT. Sure, I’ve seen bear ear hats, but this one has ears, a rosy cheeked face on it AND flappy red bits on the top! Pretty awesome. The giraffe-blanket-with-a-head-on-it was actually a gift from my brother and it’s so soft. Gotta love those blankets-with-heads.

In other news, I finally ordered a travel system. I got the Mothercare Xpedior base pack with the apple green colour pack that goes with it, which includes a hood, “cosytoe”, chest pads, pram liner and apron and rain cover. I assume I need all of those things, I dunno. It’s much bigger than I thought. M and I have always despised those prams with the ridiculously huge wheels – and this pram has pretty huge wheels. But I can at least promise never to run over anyone’s feet intentionally, which is what always seems to happen to me when I’m close enough to one of those things.

Anyway, it was really easy to put together, we just clicked all the bits into place. Not exactly much space in the living room to actually test it out. Maybe we’ll strap the cat in at some point and take her for a walk… Heh. That would be cute.

I also just bought a Grobag Egg room thermometer, got it for about £8 off eBay. The heating in our house is awful, and it seemed like a good idea to have one for when winter comes round – but for now I’m very grateful that my due date is in the middle of June, so we don’t have to worry about it for now. But, you know, I want to be prepared and all that.

How far along: 33 weeks and 3 days

Symptoms: Quite a bit of heartburn, I suspect it’s down to my diet. I’ve been eating a lot of pasta this week because I like pasta. I’ve definitely been getting a little bit more annoyed at how much I feel like I need to pee. I feel like I’m going to explode all the time, especially when I get up after sitting down for a while. Feels like my bladder is the size of a Malteser. Also, I haven’t bothered doing any more protein pee tests – I did two last week and they were both negative, so I’m just going to tell myself that all is well. Other than that, I’ve felt a little bit more waddly and have just generally felt very… loaded. Very pregnant. Like I’m just full of… stuff. I’ve had a few moments this week where I’ve felt a little bit uncomfortable because of it, but generally I’m still okay and feeling fine.

Weight gain: Last week I was 217.7lbs, this week I’m 217.9lbs. I’m okay with that. Slightly depressed that my husband now only weighs 2.1lbs more than me. Last week I said I was going to start keeping a food diary. Well, obviously that was just me talking nonsense – but I have managed to make a slight effort to cut back, so I’m just going to keep trying to do that.

Movement: Had quite a lot of big movements this week. Could have sworn I felt a foot a couple of nights ago, when I was laying on the couch with my hand on my belly. It was this small, sudden kick and I could kind of feel the part of the baby that did it, and it was small and pointy, and very high up on my belly – must have been a foot! That makes me quite excited because in older posts on here, I’ve mentioned how I’ve had no idea what bit is what when I’m feeling movements. So that was nice.

Sleep: Generally good, although a bit interrupted by waking up and feeling heartburny. Probably because I ate too close to going to bed (I go to bed pretty early, these days).

Emotions: Happy, okay, anxious, crying, irritable.

Okay, I need to pee. Until next time!



I have to warn you – in this blog post, I’m going to be talking about my pee.

So, at Thursday’s midwife appointment I had slightly elevated blood pressure from my previous readings (118/85) and + protein in my pee for the first time. So that was enough for the midwife to have a chat with me about pre-eclampsia, and since then I’d been silently freaking out about it.

I had decided not to test my pee or blood pressure over the weekend, but I couldn’t stand wondering if everything was okay and if the results at the appointment were just off for some reason. Anyway, three BP readings this morning – first was a little higher, still, but then the next two were perfectly fine as far as I can tell (108/77 and 112/76). So I thought, okay. Let’s check my pee for protein. And it was negative! Not even trace, man.

I had suspected that maybe I had contaminated the pee strip when I did it at the appointment, and later I read you’re supposed to pee on it mid-stream, which I didn’t. Anyway, I took a risk doing that test today because I know I’d have been a mess if it had said there was still protein – but there wasn’t, and I feel SO relieved. God.

I mean, I know the symptoms of PE can come on pretty quickly, and I know I could still develop it further down the line. But for now, as far as I can tell, everything is okay.