The waiting game

So I’m now classed as ‘near term’ which means baby Bean could arrive any day now! I’m now on maternity leave and I’m making the most of sleeping in and resting, along with catching up with friends as I know in a few weeks time life is about to get crazy!

We now pretty much have everything in place for Bean. We’ve put up the cot (we chose a chicco next to me) and the car seat is ready to go… although I should probably have a look at the instructions on how to securely fasten it!

We’ve had our baby shower, where we truly were spoilt with lots of lovely gifts, honestly this baby has more clothes than we do and it’s not even been born yet!

I’ve really noticed a lot more aches and pains in the last few weeks of my pregnancy, I’m feeling so stretched and it’s near enough impossible to get comfortable in bed, and getting out of bed to go to the toilet is becoming a mission in itself! Overall I’m feeling in good health, other than the odd bought of nausea or just being a little bit tired!

We’re so eager to meet this little human now, and I think Bean feels the same way with the amount of prodding I’m getting! Honestly sometimes it feels like I’ve got an alien inside of me!


Well hopefully this is my last update and the next one will be when Bean has made their grand entrance (hopefully not fashionably late if preferable!). So here is one last bump shot to keep you going until then!

Baby incoming!

So i’m in my third trimester, which means that I’m nearly there. The day of Bean’s arrival is imminent, I will finally be meeting my baby! So far the third trimester has treated me really well and I  just want this pregnancy to be over and done with so we can finally meet the little human I’ve been growing for all these months!

My body is already preparing me for sleepless nights, as I am not sleeping very well at the moment! Normally my head hits the pillow and I’m out for the count until the morning. But every night I wake up because I’m uncomfortable or I need a wee, or my leg has decided to cramp up, or I’m being kicked in the ribs! 

I’m praying for a ‘good baby’ who gets into a routine quickly and only cries when they are hungry (and it would be helpful if they weren’t hungry all the time so they don’t cry all the time…). But I’m sure I will manage with whatever type baby we are blessed with!

I’ve started having wobbles every now and then about Bean’s arrival, especially as it’s less than 2 months till our due date, and I still haven’t bought everything that I need to. My hospital bag still isn’t packed (I have made a start but I should really get it finished for peace of mind!). I just can’t believe how quickly this time has come around, but on the other hand, these last few weeks feel like they are dragging! Not long until i’m on Mat leave and I can start nesting properly. I’ve already started getting itchy feet and want to get everything prepared, but to be honest, on my days off all I want to do is relax- after being so busy the last few weeks with Christmas shoppers, and refunds and exchanges galore from all the customers who didn’t like their Christmas presents and really cannot face having to sort through all the junk that- according to my husband I ‘hoard’. 

I’ve now bought my baby birth record cross stitch that I’m going to make for my little Bean, I’m just waiting for my Aida to arrive (cross stitch speak, don’t worry, I didn’t have a clue what an aida was until the other day either!) then I can get it started.

I’ve been reading the most brilliant book ever ‘The Unmumsy Mum‘ to prepare me for the hurricane that is about to become mother hood. It has been such an eye opener for what journey we are about to embark on, and has me in hysterics during my lunch breaks at work (sorry to all my colleagues who I’ve been annoying with all my fits of laughter!). I could not recommend this book enough to anyone who has children, who wants children, or to anyone who is currently pregnant. It’s amazing. It’s an account from one mum to another about all the stress that children can bring you, but also all the joy they bring into your lives. I’m just glad that she’s honest, because it gives you a taste for what parenthood is really like.

I still cannot believe that I am about to become a mother. It is something I have always wanted. To get married and have children young. My dreams and ambitions are becoming a reality and I just feel so blessed. Chances are once the baby has arrived there will be many a blog post where I am having a breakdown and i’m ranting and raving about how fed up I am of pooey nappies and sickey burps, but you should all know by now that I say it how it is. I like to be ‘real’.

Once Bean has arrived, I’m thinking about having a series on my blog which are like diary entries. I’m not quite sure what i’m going to call this series yet, but I know it’s definitely something I want to do.

I can’t wait to share the next chapter with you!

‘You’re blooming nicely!’

That’s one of the phrases someone has said to me recently, along with the “when are you due?… Wow that’s a neat bump for a February baby!’. Well let me tell you, that made me feel flipping marvellous! Throughout my pregnancy I have felt like my bump was massive! Some of my friends have even joked that I must be having twins! It seemed to be growing rapidly, and every time I went for my midwife appointments I was always measuring above where they recommend you to be. The biggest measure was my 31 week appointment, where my bump had grown 4cm’s in 2 weeks and was measuring the size of a 33 week bump! Thankfully, I had my 33 week appointment today and there had been no further growth in the bump, so it looks like Bean was just having a growth spurt!

 

16+5

21+2

23+3

26+3

28 Weeks

30+1

32+2

Considering I am 33 weeks pregnant, and we’ve had Christmas, and I’ve pretty much eaten what I fancied whenever I wanted it, I haven’t put on that much weight! In total I’ve put on 10 Kilos, which is just under 1 and a half stone. But I would like to point out that I haven’t been gorging myself! But on the same note I haven’t been strict with my diet. If i’ve fancied chocolate, i’ve eaten some, if i’ve wanted a takeaway, i’ve ordered one. But I have also been making sure I have been eating proper balanced meals, and had healthy snacks (when someone can rip the bag of pickled onion monster munch out of my hands) with my lunch.

So many people have told me that as soon as I go on Mat leave i’m gonna pile on all this weight, and become the size of a house, but comments like that just make me even more determined to keep that weight off! It’s helped that I have an active job ( I work in retail, and let me tell you… Christmas in retail is mental, and being 30 odd weeks pregnant and battling the mess and the queues is an achievement!) and I have been making sure I drink plenty of fluid so I don’t have any water retention.

So, I’m in my third trimester, and everyone says that they second trimester is the best because you start to feel sore and achey in the third and the first trimester you’re either being sick or just feel sick!, but luckily so far, I have felt really good. Okay, there have been days where I’m absolutely shattered, and my sciatica has been playing me havoc, but who wouldn’t feel sore and achey after an 11 shift on Boxing Day?! I have been determined to not play the ‘pregnancy card’ and just carry on with my job as normal, much to my colleagues horror when they find me up a ladder in the stock room… oops, or when they catch me lifting a box I probably shouldn’t be… But unfortunately, I’m just not that type of person who will happily just sit with my feet up all day (okay some days I don’t get out of bed till 11am, but I did that pregnant or not pregnant… it’s okay to treat yourself once in a while!) I need to be active, I need to be doing something, I need to feel a sense of achievement and be productive! I think that has been one of the factors as to why i’ve managed to stay rather slender.

It’s also just nice hearing nice comments, like ‘you wouldn’t even know you’re pregnant from behind!’ or ‘I can’t believe you’ve only got 8 weeks left, you’re all bump, you haven’t put with on anywhere else!’ when you’re feeling particularly large and uncomfortable.

So far, they only problems i’m really having is getting comfortable in bed, or bending down to put my shoes and socks on, or finding something nice to wear (nothing fits any more and I refuse to pay crazy money on posh maternity clothes that i’ll hardly ever wear!) because some days, you just get fed up of wearing hoodies and tracksuit bottoms (it makes me feel like Vicky Pollard).

So thank you, to all you kind people who have said nice words to me, told me i’m glowing and my hair is looking lovely and glossy (when all i’ve done is actually wash it for the first time in a few days), you really do make my day.

The home stretch

So today marks the 3 month countdown for Bean’s arrival! I honestly cannot believe where those last 6 months have gone! Pregnancy for me, has been up and down. Some days I’ve loved it, and some days I’ve felt pretty low, but I can honestly say, I just cannot wait to meet our baby now!

3 months still feels so long to go, but I know it’s going to whizz by at the same time! We’ve still got so much to buy! Last week we purchased our pram, and I cannot wait till it arrives! It’s making it feel so real now, and excitement is just taking over!

A lot of people have been asking me how I’m feeling about labour, and in all honesty (at the moment anyway!) the thought of it doesn’t actually bother me. This baby has to come out one way or another, so for me, there’s really no point stressing over it!

If anyone has any tips or advice for a new mum, in any shape or form, I would be so grateful for it, because honestly, I’m probably a little unprepared and going in half blind!

What pregnancy has taught me

Pregnancy can be fun. Pregnancy can also be not so fun.

Before being pregnant, I just couldn’t wait until that day came where I would be growing human life inside of me. To be able to go about your day to day life and grow a human, is pretty cool if you ask me. As I currently type this, I have two heart beats in my body, 4 kidneys, 4 lungs, 2 livers. I am growing a human!

Now, what I didn’t realise before being pregnant, was that pregnancy comes with lots of different symptoms. Obviously, I had some idea… you get morning sickness, you get back ache, your boobs grow and can be sore, that sort of thing. What I didn’t think about were the mental symptoms that could occur.

Everyone always talks about pregnant women being hormonal, and crying for no reason and things like that. Well, I used to get like that when Aunt Flo came around so I thought it would be no different. Well hormones can affect you in all different ways.

Currently I am one day off of being 26 weeks pregnant, and I’m starting to find it hard. Not just the day to day things of struggling to put my shoes and socks on, or getting out of bed, or needing a wee every 5 minutes (thank you Bean for choosing just above my bladder to be your most regular seat of choice). I’m struggling mentally. I keep worrying and overthinking things. Will I be able to cope? Will I enjoy being a mum? Will a crying baby send me loopy after only having 2 hours sleep in between all the night feeds? Have I made the right decision this early on in my life? The list is endless.

Basically, I did not think I would ever feel like this. All I have ever wanted is to be married and to be a mum, and here I am having the chance to have that perfect little life I dreamed of!

I am also struggling with body image. I mean nearly every person goes through this, we’re never fully happy with our bodies, we all have little insecurities, but in all honestly, this has hit me a lot harder than I thought it would have. Pre-pregnancy, I wouldn’t care if I didn’t wear any make up. I could quite easily go shopping into Chelmsford on a Saturday, in a tracksuit, with my hair scraped back and not a smidge of makeup on my face. However, now that I’m pregnant, makeup is now this magical formula that all of a sudden makes you feel like a completely new human, and I find myself wearing make up more regularly, as well as wearing more products on my face (gone is the 5 minute morning makeup routine!).

I also had to take my belly bar out for a while, and for me, this is my most favourite piercing, and it really did pain me to take it out, but I just thought oh well I want to be as comfortable as possible, it’s only a bit of metal in my body, i’ll soon get over it. And I did. For a few weeks anyway. But over these last few weeks I have started to feel less and less like myself, and by not wearing my belly bar, I just didn’t feel like me. Every day I see this body in the mirror. It’s got my head attached to it, but I don’t recognise the rest of it. Okay, it still has the moles, freckles and scars I had, but seeing this big bump is actually very confusing to my brain! I often walk past the mirrors at work and for a split second I get shocked by the reflection I see. Even though it is MY body, it doesn’t always feel that way.

These thoughts have gotten harder over the last few weeks. It’s probably a combination of pregnancy hormones, and the fact that winter is coming, and there’s less daylight hours now, and everything is just that little bit more miserable.

Don’t get me wrong though. I still think it’s completely amazing that I am growing life, and what a gift that is to be able to protect this little baby! But sometimes, I just can’t help but feel a little annoyed that pregnancy is changing my body, and will it ever be the same again?

I am now counting down the days (98 until the due date) until I get to meet our little Bean. I will be able to hold this precious life in my hands I think, wow, we made this! This is what gets me through some of the rubbish days. Seeing those little eyes stare back up at mine, and to breathe in the warm baby smell.

I know it will all be worth it in the end.

P.S

I managed to get my belly bar back in last night though. So I’m still dancing on that little victory.

The beauty of pregnancy…

So I’m well into my second trimester now, and for me it has definitely been waaaaaay better than the first! 

So many of my friends and family said I’ve got the pregnancy ‘glow’, although I’m not gonna lie… I haven’t noticed or felt the glow myself! I’ve got my appetite back, which I’m not entirely sure if that’s a good thing, because I now have this stash of food I keep by my bed for night time tv time which I have been working my way through and topping up on the regular… whoops! So far, the weight gain has been slow and steady, but something tells me it’s going to start piling on… gulp!

I definitely have my energy back, although simple tasks, like putting my shoes on, and getting out of bed are starting to get harder!

I’ve had a few unfortunate mishaps when I’ve sneezed… I don’t think I need to go into detail…

My bump is definitely in your face now. No longer do I feel self conscious, worrying about people who don’t know me that well will think I’ve just gotten a bit fat!

I’ve started to feel Bean kick now, which is simply amazing! It’s such a weird sensation and never fails to put a smile on my face.

Don’t get me wrong, I have days where my tummy feels overstretched and I’m worn out from being on my feet all day at work but I’m actually starting to enjoy this pregnancy malarkey!

Get up and go!

This is something I have been seriously lacking in, in the last 2 months or so. I’m not sure if my pregnancy is to blame, but I definitely think it’s a factor. For me, so far, pregnancy has been tiring and to be perfectly honest, bugging me at times. I wasn’t feeling myself, I get extra aggy for no reason, and I’m just tired, all the time! But it isn’t a lack of sleep type of tired, it’s an unmotivated, do I really have to put my dirty washing in the laundry basket? Kind of tired. I think it’s really been bugging Ryan if I’m honest. Now let me tell you, he has been so good during my pregnancy, even though I have been grumpy, and angry and sometimes shouting ‘you don’t understand what this is like!’. he has been very understanding, I’ve just been a cantankerous old witch. I am so very grateful for him. He has done most of the cooking, most of the cleaning, and just putting up with me in genera is a task in itself (pregnant or not!).

I am starting to feel a bit better now, but I think that’s because I am making a choice (sort of, you’ll see what I mean). Making a choice to get up out of bed on my days off (yes okay I didn’t get out of my bed till 10am today, but I’m telling you, I could have so easily stayed in it till 12! The way I am coping is making a choice, to not give myself a choice, if that makes any sense?! So many times we tell ourselves we can’t do things, or we don’t want to do things, but really, it’s mind over matter. If you just get up and do the thing you know you’ve got to do, and just cut out the argument you’re having with yourself in your head (like the angel on one shoulder and the devil on the other), you’ll actually find yourself; 1. Doing more stuff and, 2. feeling a lot better. I think that has a lot to do with our mental stability, and happiness, not giving ourselves the choice, because 9 times out of 10 we will be arguing with our selves about should we get out of bed, when we know full well we will be getting up at some point during the day, so why not just do it straight away and save yourself from going round and round in your head with your pesky shoulder friends?

Give it a try, you’ll probably surprise yourself with how much better you feel!