According to my Ovia pregnancy app, the baby is now around the size of this PS2 controller. I think there’s a chance I might have been suffering from pregnancy hormones this week. I must have cried literally a hundred times. I’ve even woken up with puffy eyes a few times, it’s like being a teenager again (everyone else spent their teenage years crying, right?).
I’ve been feeling pretty uncomfortable this week, my PGP is definitely back. I’ve been taking care to keep my legs together when getting into the car and out of bed but am still finding it uncomfortable by the end of the day. I’ve already had to slow my pace when walking which doesn’t bode well for the next 23 weeks. How much slower can I get? Ebony continues to run ahead of me at her usual pace so now my parenting style is 80% hoping she’ll be there when I finally get round the corner she just raced round.
I went sledging on Saturday which, in hindsight, probably isn’t advisable for women suffering from pelvic pain. I also did quite a lot of walking around Lyme Park and before we’d even reached the car, I could feel my hips starting to seize up. Pregnancy is a lot like what I imagine old age to be like.
I’ve been feeling really tired over the past few days. On Monday, I went straight back to bed after dropping Ebony off at nursery. I’m so glad that I’m freelance and have the freedom to do that whenever I need to. I slept all morning and still felt exhausted all afternoon. On Tuesday afternoon, I ended up putting a movie on Netflix (The Land Before Time) for Ebony so I could have a nap because I just couldn’t keep my eyes open anymore. It doesn’t matter how early I go to bed or how late I sleep in, I just can’t seem to get enough sleep at the moment.
I finally found my bag of maternity clothes, hooray, so have been rejoicing the fact that I now have wardrobe choices to make each morning. My usual coat is getting a little tight now, so I’ve been wearing my maternity coat from when I was pregnant with Ebony. It is super warm but makes me look way more pregnant than I really am which is never a good thing.
The baby has been moving around loads this week. I’m getting used to feeling the nudges and kicks throughout the day and am looking forward to them getting stronger so that Ebony can feel them too. The other night in bed, I let Ebony touch my bump because I could feel something hard. I told her it was the baby’s bum (I have no idea if it was. It could have been my bladder for all I know) and she was so excited. She keeps telling me all the things she’s going to do as a big sister. She will be cuddling the baby a lot, telling the baby not to be scared of fireworks and trying to stop the baby crying. She’s also been busy playing mummies and daddies at nursery this week. Apparently she plays the tired mummy who can’t get out of her chair because she is pregnant.
