My oh my time is really starting to fly now, just when I need it to slow the heck down. Only 6 weeks to go? That’s crazy. I suddenly feel totally unprepared for the fact that we are going to have a baby to look after.
Read on at Mama Kate
Our baby is now a whooping 4 pounds or more (and judging from my bump, probably more!) and 17 inches long. That seems crazy to me. That’s 2 bags of sugar-worth of human being is growing INSIDE ME!
Baby Girl is still a little wriggler and sometimes I worry that she is moving so much: Am I hurting her? Should I change position to make her more comfortable? It’s not going to be much longer that she will be able to move as much as she can.
This week has been a funny old week. I think the hormones are back and bringing me down which has meant a few tears and a lot of feeling glum. The most annoying thing is that deep down, I know there is nothing to be glum about but for the past couple of days, the most innocuous of things will set me off and once the floodgates have opened, it takes a little while to get them closed again.
This feels like a milestone even though the ‘10 weeks to go’ is really just a fallacy. As I get nearer, I realise how much I wish I knew the date of arrival for sure (although perhaps that would be just as scary but just in a different way).
Read the whole post over at Mama Kate‘s.
