So I’m getting rounder. Much rounder. Not that I’m complaining. A pregnant round tummy is such a gift. I read today in The Pregnancy Bible that Edward now measures about 23cm from crown to rump. If we take into account his legs as well, he must be close to 30cm! (According to my maths, anyway.) That’s pretty impressive if you ask me. It’s incredible that I am nearing the end of second trimester and about to commence my third. Oh, you third trimester. How I am (sort of not) looking forward to thee. Be kind to me, okay? I can only handle that many leg cramps, trips to the bathroom and ‘fake’ contractions (with their not-so-fake pain). And please, oh please, don’t make me start waddling again…
Over the weekend, I took the boys to our local Domayne and placed an order for our very first bunk bed! I felt like such a grown-up. All three boys were so excited. I almost feel sorry for Jamie that he doesn’t get to sleep in it. Anyway, it’s due to arrive in about 8 weeks time – something which Angus simply could not grasp (“Why does it take so long to make a bed, mummy? Why is China so far away from here? Why? Why? Why?”) – at which point, we shall make the huge transition of moving Jamie in with his two older brothers, transferring Pete from his cot-style bed to a proper single bed and bumping Angus up a level to the top bunk. There will inevitably be tears (both theirs and ours) but hopefully by mid-April, we will all have calmed down and mummy can give birth knowing that at least 3 out of 4 boys will sleep through the night. One can only hope anyway.
I insist on including these cheesy head shots of Rick and moi because he is a huge part of this journey. Every day he listens to me, looks after me, cooks for me, humours me, loves me, cherishes me, is patient with me, bears with my fragile mood swings, makes me laugh, dries my feet for me after my showers and insists that I am not chubby, just pregnant. I am so very blessed to have him.
Thank you, dear husband, for all that you do. I love you more than I can say.
(Dress by Tree of life; sandals by Tony Bianco; Cameron’s locket from my friend Kity.)
More from the maternity series here.
- Maternity series, 23 weeks It’s slightly bizarre that this tiny one’s due date is now only four months away. Four months. Wow. It is so incredibly exciting. Already this little guy is keeping me up at night with his frequent kicks and punches, and...