Damn pillows and cushions

One pillow under my head (on its side so it’s not too big), one under my hip and supporting my belly (replacing the duvet which completely covered my side of the mattress) and a third between my legs and I STILL can’t get comfortable!!! It’s going to be a long night.


36D and 29 weeks!

It’s getting fatter. The baby and subsequently the belly. I know this because not only is it taking up more room in my body but because I can feel it getting heavier. And as a result I’m starting to get those little niggles people always associate with pregnancy. The first is a little squeeze around the base of my spine which i believe has something to do with a sciatic nerve and the second, more frequent and slightly more uncomfortable is in my groin. I’d like to be able to say it was as I’d imagine groin strain to be but it doesn’t feel like it’s in the muscle, it actually feels as though something is pressing on my pelvic bone and the best description i’ve read that gives a sense of it is ‘stone on bone’. However, it is unlikely to be stones and more likely the baby, pressing down and expanding, which in turn is stretching my ligaments and hence giving me that feeling.  I’ve been assured by the father and the doctor that that’s normal in pregnancy – which is always reassuring. So whereas the 2nd trimester was light and fluffy, at 29 weeks i’m certainly starting to feel as though i’m being slowed down by this extra weight and I now proudly stand on the scales at just over 11 stone!


and a large proportion of that extra weight must be the boobies!! i am officially – yes, according to the John Lewis magic breast measurement ladies – a 36D. You can imagine their frustration when having discovered that I actually fit comfortably into all the fancy bras, I then proceeded to try on every bra in the department and pose in front of the mirror, just to experience what normal bra shopping feels like rather than the sense that you can never quite fill a cup. I was then informed that they don’t recommend underwired bras for pregnancy which then eliminated 95% of the bras in the shop and left me with a very limited choice. in fact i don’t think i had any choice because one fit so badly and the other i took just because i didn’t want to walk out empty handed. boo! it’s very funny because I think it’s a very old fashioned shape (like mum wears) with no padding and shows your breasts’ natural shape – which is basically triangular – rather than the plump round wonderbra versions we’re used to seeing on ourselves!

Two months later

Week 23+4days

It may have something to do with the fact that I saw you both in israel or that I’ve felt so normal that I haven’t felt inclined to write anything. But now that there’s full on baby movement happening and that one of the friends has given birth and the the second is due to any day now, that I realised how quickly it was all going and that I should be keeping track of how things were going so you knew what to expect when you come back in July.

I’ve been feeling great. Not too big, lots of energy and a great appetite. People at work know so I can relax and wear nice tight fitting things that show my tummy and smile when people wish me congratulations. I’m fully out of denial but not at the stage where all I can talk about is being pregnant and birth. I’ve been doing pregnancy yoga so that’s where I get my fill of baby talk. The weather is warming up and wE’re walking to the station every morning (and usually back too) and the only thing that gives it away is that i can’t quite keep up with T when he’s setting a good pace and it takes us 10minutes longer to walk anywhere.

Week 24+5days

We’ve had our second and final scan, seen the midwife, booked antenatal classes and have a pile of 3 baby books on my bedside table. ‘what to expect when you’re expecting’, ‘hypnobirthing’ and my favourite ‘up the duff’. So much information and so much you think you should remember that I think that’s enough not to overload me – seriously, how much more can they expect you to retain!

But the whole reason for writing this is that I’m finally starting to properly grow and have a constant companion which enjoys resting on my bladder, exercising its arms and legs against the wall of my stomach and generally writhing around when I’m relaxing – be that sat at my desk or sitting in bed typing. We’re communicating with tummy rubs and singing Motown tunes (or rock if tom’s around) because the bass sets it off. sometimes is just the odd wriggle but often it’s movements are big enough that you can watch my tummy moving around. I thought I’d be more freaked out but because it’s taken quite a while to get to this stage and I saw it on the scan, then felt the very earliest signs of movement that now it’s quite fun and I like trying to figure out which way up it is and what parts of its body it’s moving.

Right, must go to sleep with my tummy propped up on a jumper so it doesn’t flop onto the bed. Am sleeping on an extra duvet to cushion my hips and at some point will have to sleep with a cushion between my legs so as not to crush the bump. I’ll be mostly sleeping on my left hand side because the books scare you into not sleeping on your right (may crush your vena cava) or back (other major arteries). And enjoy a little thing having a kicking match with my uterus.