What a great week this has been, not only is it the last week I have to do the school runs until another 6 weeks time but I also feel so full of energy .
We have enjoyed a lovely family BBQ where I spent all day on my feet yet did not feel grumpy or tired and it was nice to have some company for a change .
The brothers in law always make me giggle with their childish antics so it was most certainly needed . I think after my husband and myself moving home then finding out we were pregnant , it has felt like we have non stopped being busy and so it was nice to get a day with family .
We had our 28 week visit to see the midwife this week .
I am and always will be I suspect , afraid of needles and so because the midwife knew this she informed me last month so I could ensure my husband had the time of to hold my hand and stroke my hair in comfort and get me through it. I know I am a wuss.
Usually I tend to have low iron so I am hoping this is not the case this time around as I have felt ok but results will be back next week so I will find out then.
So after I told the midwife to just get it over and done with, I layed on the bed so that we could hear baby's heartbeat.
As hoped, baby had a fantastic rhythm and gave out a huge kick which actually stunned the midwife to the point she had to redo it .
He does have a very strong kick , I feel it more so every day and to be honest it is becoming constant .
I then had my blood pressure taken and afterwards told I was measuring 30 weeks instead of 28 but no need for concern.
4 More weeks until I see her again.
How am I feeling?
Well after a nice relaxed week , I feel so much better in my self.
Eating, sleeping and no complaints at all .
Ok so I have to have one so I will say I am eating way to much cake.
Is there such a thing as eating to much cake ?
I seem to have had cake as my craving this pregnancy all the way through and not going to lie , it does not matter which type it is but carrot cake seems to be my favourite to the point hubby is popping into the shop from work to pick up not a small slice but a whole one for me around two or three times a week for one , oops.
(As I write this , hubby walks through the door waving yet another Co-op finest carrot cake for me).
My boobs have began to become hard and uncomfortable , most of my bras do not fit no more and I am in need of some nursing bras instead as they are becoming heavy to the point the wires are bending and even snapped on one occasion this week.
Being a size F before pregnancy I dread to think of the cost it would be for more bras now and at this point I feel it to be a waste of money so I definitely need to pop to the local supermarket and grab a couple nursing bras for couple of quid.
Finally on the home stretch of the pregnancy and I am getting the most strangest of dreams.
At one point I was a pregnant soldier on a navy ship being bombed and in another I was a pregnant school girl with all of my old school friends enjoying life as normal.
No idea why but they are all rather strange and to be fare not all bad most of the time . Sometimes I even dream of seeing baby but not as we are expecting and sometimes I dream I am having the opposite sex to what we have been told or visions of it looking like my husband or me .
How is baby?
There is no way that our little boy is going to be a quiet one. I do not even think he is going to sleep as he certainly does not sleep now. He always seems to be on the move .
There are times when I can stroke my tummy and he will stretch out totally so that I can see hands on one side of my tummy (usually left) and his feet pushing the other side . I am very excited to start seeing full limbs that can be recognised later on but at this time it is just guessing what is what and he could be in all fairness the other way round.
As we have been informed this week he is growing well , two weeks ahead by her measurements and his heartbeat is fantastic so I am pleased .
He seems to enjoy kicking me very low down to the point I get a shock when he does it but knowing he is there gives me piece of mind.
Our baby can most certainly hear us and when his dad puts his head on my tummy and speaks , most times he will give him a big kick . Maybe this little fella already knows he is going to be ruling the house lol.
I am now at the point that worry is setting in, I keep telling my husband that I am going to give birth on the school run or at home while he is at work and I have all 7 kids at home with three German Shepherds battering my head , stressed out my brain .
Child birth .,, no matter how many times I do it , still scares me and I try to keep telling myself that I am perfectly fine, I can do this and that if it was such an impossibility , most woman in the world would not do it .
I am not going to lie, I know it is going to hurt and I know the pain will be all worth it in the end but I also know that there can be complications and a C section has to be my biggest worry although I know unlikely .
Maybe now is the time to start praying on a quick and easy birth like my last son . I remember I spent the whole labour laughing at my husband and hope it is the same this time around .
Time to get the birth plan sorted . I never ask for much except for my husband to be there, a water birth and nothing but gas and air but it is all in the timing and I have a funny feeling this little fella likes surprises.