It feels like it was only yesterday that I was writing last weeks pregnancy post, yet here I am a week later. It’s scary how fast these weeks are going! The whole pregnancy has flown by and I’m still waiting for a week where I can fully enjoy it. That’s not me saying I’m not enjoying pregnancy at all, but it feels like there’s been a lot going on week by week and I haven’t fully embraced pregnancy the way most woman say they have.
This week has seen my emotions running high still. I decided it would be a good idea to watch the episodes of Friends that revolves around Rachel giving birth – I soon learnt that was a huge mistake. There I was wrapped up in a blanket on the sofa crying away at the magic of (fake) giving birth. God only knows how I’ll be when I go through it, the tears just kept streaming! That’s when it dawned on me that that’ll be me in 11 weeks time and I got thinking about it all. Even down the the little things like announcing the news and the clothes I want to be wearing and want her to be wearing. I thought for hours about all sorts of things and I knew I needed to stop when I started getting emotional about not having a bump any more. Reality set in that I’m gonna need to lose weight for the summer, Slimming World here I come!
I decided to pack L’s hospital bag because I’m having an organisational freak out. I just thought “what if something was to happen early?” and freaked out so I had to get packing. I don’t care about my bag, as long as her stuff is ready that’s all I care about. I will be doing mine soon though so I know it’s all done and I can chill out. I have done a blog post about what I packed as I’ve seen a few people asking for advice lately; if you’re interested you can read this here.
I’ve had a lot of restless nights again due to being hugely uncomfortable. It’s not so much my bump getting in the way, it’s more my legs that are restless. This is common in pregnancy and known as Restless Leg Syndrome. I have been doing some stretches and getting to Connor to massage my legs to help ease it, but it still keeps me up and I get frustrated keep flipping and turning. I’m sure Connor is too as he’s got to get up for work in the mornings, sorry!
11 more weeks!