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...
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