This is cheating slightly as week 33 actually finished yesterday but this post can act as a review of the week just passed. How did it go? Well to sum it up: rubbish. I feel like a pregnant heffer who can't walk properly, sleep comfortably or digest any kind of meal efficiently. Plus despite putting on a lot less weight this pregnancy my skin is creating a whole new road map of stretch marks, this time above my belly button. I know I am lucky to have got to what is effectively the home straight with only minor niggles and the odd night of broken sleep but I've abruptly got to the point where anything more than the basics is really too much effort. It was my sister in laws birthday meal on Monday. Lovely as always but really, who wants to be sitting in a Chinese restaurant eating a four course banquet when you can barely digest a toasted sandwich? I did force down a duck pancake and some wontons but when the main courses came I was too paralysed by trapped wind to partake. Baby must have been growth spurting because it felt like they were literally about to force their way out of my stomach. Brings a whole new meaning to the song Under pressure. This baby is much higher up than Little E. I feel like I have a beach ball under my boobs whereas she felt like she was firmly nestled deep inside me, bump emerging from my hips. Amazingly with this one i still have a waist and the bump is all out front. But the downside is the new stretch marks - much higher than the old ones. I am going to blame Husband who is much less attentive with the Bio Oil this pregnancy. In fact I think he has applied it once. Definitely no chance of a bikini now *coughs* Ok, there wasn't much chance if before if I'm honest... This post is linked to the #PoCoLo linky. To join in the fun visit www.vevivos.com
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I have a couple of phobias. Nothing major, just the usual stuff like spiders (common), sand (maybe not as common) and Play Doh (?!?). I know it probably seems odd but I think it stems back to an incident from my youth involving smooshed play doh and a rug... Needless to say those little yellow tubs have not crossed the threshold of our home, until now. For Christmas Little E received not one but two Play Doh kits. She has obsessively asked to play with them since. For over a week I held out but at the weekend I could deny her no longer. I cleared the decks, covered the chair with an old towel and let her have free reign with the Disney Ariel Play Doh kit. All seemed to be going well. For 45 minutes there was not a peep from her! I was impressed with the power of the doh. But then she started to get fidgety and I realised it was time to pack up. On closer inspection I got a shock - the stuff was everywhere! Literally hundreds of tiny shards of luminous pink putty all over the tiled kitchen floor. Little E was instructed to sit very still whilst I grabbed the Hoover and attempted clear the floor before her little feet deposited the shards across the rest of the (carpeted) house. She looked a little puzzled by my reaction but we survived without any upholstery squidging! I think I coped well for my first exposure but I need more practise so I will let her play with it again (after all we have an unopened Mr Potato Head kit) but l'll have the Hoover closer to hand! Great idea on Twitter by @oneformybaby12. The idea is to post a family snapshot/portrait each weak and share on the linky. Strictly speaking this isn't our whole family but I couldn't resist sharing this picture of Little E and her Nanna having a post bath squeeze! Join in the #familyphotofriday fun at http://thursdayschild-fridaysthoughts.blogspot.co.uk/2014/01/family-photo-friday-1-03012014.html?m=1 It has been all change in our house this week. Little E has been removed from the nursery and installed in her new big girl bedroom. Husband and I spent most of December getting it ready for her including a trip to Ikea which nearly resulted in divorce... We wanted to create a princess room which would grow with her rather than needing redecorating in two years time. Luckily the room is a decent size so we didn't have to be too inventive regarding storage and space but we loved the idea of Ikea extendable beds which you can extend as they get bigger. They start about the size of a cotbed then extend right up to a full size single using matress inserts. This gives Little E more floor space and saves is having to buy an inbetween bed. The devil is in the details they say and is true in this case. The room looked really cold and statk until we added the princess details such as the bed canopy, flying fairy and dolls houses. Then it transformed into a magic room complete with dress up wardrobe for her princess dresses and heels and inaccessible shelves for the special christening items and such like. The reception from Little E was fantastic. She immediately told us it was her room and that she is a big girl now. In fact we have been banished from the room unless invited. 2 going on 22! Now to start renovating the nursery... This post is part of the #PoCoLo weekly linky. Join in the fun at http://www.vevivos.com/2014/01/03/post-comment-love-newbie-showcase-3rd-5th-january-2014/ Third trimester has been quite kind to me so far but this week I have felt properly pregnant. As the day draws to an end my waddle becomes more pronounced until I am virtually a cripple just before bed! I cannot complain though as this point last time I was a cripple all day long so this is a great improvement. I am still in shock that I am sleeping well and it is only my bladder which wakes me. Little E took joy in kicking the bed all night which left me sleep deprived watching CSI reruns at 4am. I am forever thankful to this baby for letting me rest! Eloise is now in her big girl bedroom and we are sorting out the nursery. Mum came up to help me think about what we need for bump and start packing my bags - bit freaked out at the idea of three nights in the hospital post C section after receiving no help with Little E first time round. Can't imagine doing it alone for longer whilst recovering from surgery too... I wish Husband could stay on the ward to help with the night feeds and changes. Today is New Year's Day and I that means I am have exactly 14 days left at work (gulp). I stayed it up until midnight (Yaay!) but three sips if champagne when Big Ben chimed gave me heartburn (Boo!). I hope 2014 is the kind of year I can look back on and smile about with a little less if that 'we made it in one piece' feeling which seems to accompany being a parent! Happy New Year! Xx |
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