- 11:05 AM
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Linen is being washed, clothes sorted and names pondered. It's so nice having this time off to muddle about. We couldn't really have planned it better, had we planned. Three weeks off for Xmas break, back to work for three weeks, then off for what I keep telling Andy is my 'retirement'. Hehehe.
Names are being added to the kitchen blackboard and I glance at them as I wander past to make (more) food. I'd love feedback, we're totally stuck.
Emx
- 12:09 PM
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This blog is turning into a bit of a preggy pic post shop but it seems I don't have much time for musing...unless about pregnancy! God, it's rather consuming isn't it?
We're really busy - moving house in a few weeks - to a much smaller place - so packing and organising, buying Christmas presents (15 people to buy for this year...just CRAZY, I must admit, I haven't been joyous about it...it's all a bit much but I'm almost there, thank god for magical Jo's op shop) and then all the baby organising.
Antenatel classes are weekly and really good, especially as someone else is telling Andy all the stuff rather than just me! I think it's becoming more and more real for him. He's been wonderful and so sweet, I love that boy so much and am incredibly thankful we are becoming a family and going through this together - my best friend and soul mate, the one who makes me laugh loudest - how could I get any luckier? I just have to remember that and not get overwhelmed and grumpy...which is easy to say but pregnancy seems to make me lose the little patience I have!
We've visited both the hospital and Birth Care (delivery and after-care run by midwives) and been to an talk about the pro's and con's of using drugs in labour. We're doing our research! My birth plan is let what will be, be, with as much information taken on as possible prior to labour. In an ideal world I will handle the pain, baby will be perfectly positioned and on time and we'll float through the experience on a wave of endorphins. However I'm aware things don't always go to plan and, apart from a few things I really don't want if I can help it, I'll go with it.
Like all mothers I most want to do what is best for baby. But birth is one experience in baby's life, a HUGE one yes, but babies get born in many different scenarios and there will be hundreds of other big moments which will influence and shape their life. I don't think whether a birth goes blissfully perfectly without drugs or involves surgery/interventions galore is the defining moment of a kid's life. Or a mother's. So I'm just preparing as best I can and thinking positively. Cause whatever happens I'm going to meet this kicking, wiggling, squirming little boy and start our adventures together! I can't wait!
- 12:08 PM
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It's weird - when we decided* to try and get pregnant, I didn't really think much about it all. We were really lucky and it happened very quickly so maybe we didn't realise what path we were setting ourselves off on. It's not like we're young and/or foolish, we're 34/35 and been together for 12 years and we wanted to make a baby but it's all so damn theoretical until that positive test. And it stays a bit unreal, but on a slowly adjusting scale.
At the ripe old mark of 23 weeks, my body has changed A LOT, little Scooby is kicking, we've got bags of baby stuff accumulating, i'm going to pregnancy yoga (ok, only once), I'm slowly gearing myself up to watch a birth video, we've maybe chosen a name, we're going to start antenatal classes next week and I've had a couple of outrageously vivid moments of "holy shit! We're having a baby!" It's becoming more real for sure. But then I realise I'll laugh at this post at 39 weeks. And laugh that I laughed at that post once baby is born. Reality happens bit by bit and I'm slowly understanding you can't really mentally prepare for anything until you're in it.
* 'decided' being a little strong and possibly not entirely quite as decisive but more like....'we wouldn't...would we? Maybe we would? We did! Wow!....cool.....'
At the ripe old mark of 23 weeks, my body has changed A LOT, little Scooby is kicking, we've got bags of baby stuff accumulating, i'm going to pregnancy yoga (ok, only once), I'm slowly gearing myself up to watch a birth video, we've maybe chosen a name, we're going to start antenatal classes next week and I've had a couple of outrageously vivid moments of "holy shit! We're having a baby!" It's becoming more real for sure. But then I realise I'll laugh at this post at 39 weeks. And laugh that I laughed at that post once baby is born. Reality happens bit by bit and I'm slowly understanding you can't really mentally prepare for anything until you're in it.
* 'decided' being a little strong and possibly not entirely quite as decisive but more like....'we wouldn't...would we? Maybe we would? We did! Wow!....cool.....'
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