I'm gettin' a Belly!

Oh boy have I a rotund shape going on now. Someone in work today asked me was I expecting twins?! I'm like "Am I really that big already?". It's kind of fun though. I'm enjoying the round shape. I might not say that in a few months when I'm twice as big but for now I'll take it. It's the one time in my life where I get to enjoy having a belly to stick out instead of trying to suck it in!

Pregnancy yoga

Started a pre-natal yoga class today. All that stretching felt really good. Back home now and willing myself to study but it's such a fabulous day I just want to be outside. In 9 days we have the big scan and I can't wait. OK. TIME TO STUDY. Oh the enthusiasm...

Pot of Dreams

I bought myself a "Yummy Mummy" Pot of Dreams in Tesco yesterday. It was an impulse buy. I know I'm not a mother yet but on the way to being one. I'm going to use it to save extra cash for the new wardrobe that I'm going to buy for myself post baby being born. You see I'd put on an extra 2 stone at least before I got pregnant, at least one of which was a direct result of medication I'm on. I plan to shift to "weight-neutral" meds when I've had bambino and I'm also going to go back to Weight-Watchers. Right now I'm mentally so determined to get my figure back. I hope that resolve stays with me. I really want to be slim me again. In the meantime I'm going to try and be careful with my food intake, i.e. not eat rubbish or over-eat simply because I feel I'm "eating for two" - that is rubbish. You're only meant to add an extra small snack, worth around 300 calories, to your diet. I aim to walk every day at lunch time for 30 minutes, go to a pregnancy yoga class once a week, do a 1 hour walk each weekend day and swim twice a week. Here goes!!!

PS. On a side note, something funny happened at the cash register when I was paying for aforementioned pot of dreams and the rest of my groceries. There was a woman there packing the bags for "Water for Cameroon". I knew I'd no cash as I'd scrambled the last of it together to pay for dry-cleaning earlier. Well lo and behold I found a euro in my pocket. Delighted with myself, I proceeded to pop the euro into her bucket. I saw a slit and in it went - accept it was the slit in my money box, not her bucket! Oh we laughed!

Recording our new adventure

This is such a monumentally huge time in our lives I thought it would be good to write about the experience. Certainly my subconscious is grappling with the idea of impending parenthood if my crazy dreams are anything to go by - the latest being last night's where among other things, my baby looked like an old man and pooed EVERYWHERE, not to mention the facts that there was pus coming out of his leg which I was told was normal AND the hospital moved him from the ward he was in to an unknown location in the building and seemed totally nonchalent when tellling me they did not know exactly where he was. Fun times. Oh and did I mention I fought twice in the dream with Chris because he was not looking after me well enough. Perhaps my subconscious is also telling me to turn into a Prima Donna and try and get Chris to run rings around me. Like I can ever see that happening! :)

Btw just because I described the baby as male above it does not mean we know the sex. We have no idea and want to save it as a lovely big surprise at the end. I'm almost 18 weeks now and dying to feel the 1st kicks. Our big scan is on April 3rd and I'm really looking forward to that. I want to know at this stage that everything is developing as it should be. I think it's a miracle to give birth to a healthy baby and I just pray this is the case for us.

Maybe someday I'll share this writing with the new life inside me. When they're older obviously! But I want to describe the 1st few moments I realised I was pregnant. What a joyous feeling! I did the test and refused to look at it. I left the bathroom and gave myself 5 minutes to wait. I'm sure I did not last that long. When I saw the 2 lines I bounced out of there and all around our apartment. I could not wait for Chris to come home. I knew he was on the bus as I called him twice to find out exactly where he was and blurted it out the minute he came in the door. Oh we laughed and smiled that evening - and of course went out to dinner to celebrate. Happy happy times.