So it's a little obvious from the pose in the photo and the title of this post...K and I will be parents soon! Our precious little one is due on 4 October 2011: a day before my Granny's birthday (I think she must have had a say in this) and the same day that our dear friends C & F are expecting their 3rd little one. We are over the moon and super excited about this news.
I'm just over the 17 week mark, and let's just say that growing a baby is hard work. I've barely been able to look a computer in the evenings since week 6 (just after our Newcastle trip coincidently) and have neglected the blog in favour of sleep and Mad Men episodes. Lovely K and my parents have been cooking and feeding me (bland meals with no garlic and onions please) and generally just being patient with me through my moaning and groaning. I owe them all big time, I know. A friend at work said that if I give them a beautiful baby to cuddle at the end of it, they're sure to accept that as a fine reward.
I know it sounds silly, but I just didn't realise being pregnant could affect you this much. Although I understand all women experience pregnancy differently. I've always been a night owl and now my bedtime is around 8.30pm; I usually insisted on sourdough or grain bread and now all I can manage is fluffy white bread; and I used to love pottering about in the kitchen but now it is a minefield of hideous nausea-inducing smells. On the flip side, there are some pretty wonderful things about this stage too. It's not all bed rest and crackers. People are genuinely happy for you, hair gets shiny, skin gets soft and your loved one will happily bring you a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice every morning.
Look forward to sharing this journey with you. x