It’s been a really good few weeks in pregnancy terms. Feeling my energy get more or less back to normal, though annoyingly that’s been timed with everyone else going on holiday so I’ve had a break from yoga and pilates, and so been a bit lazy. Whilst that’s a shame as I was really enjoying doing something physical again, it’s been nice to have a bit more down time. I wish I could say I’d been practicing at home but it would be a massive lie. I just don’t have the motivation. Any tips for getting up and going at home when you’re pregnant?
It’s a good job I’ve had a bit more energy as work has been super busy. Can’t deny it’s been a struggle juggling that and the blog and a toddler and all the other admin life throws at you. But not long now til we go on holiday which I cannot wait for.
We’ve now had our 20 week scan. I was so nervous going in I can’t even tell you. I think my mind would be all over the place anyway going in to that sort of scenario, but throw in pregnancy hormones and I was a bag of nerves. I thought I had a preference on gender, and then as soon I was lying there and thinking about all the possible things which could be wrong I realised I don’t care at all. So long as all is well and baby is happy I’ll be happy. It was a long old scan as our little diva (that’s right we’re having a girl!!!!!!!) wasn’t playing ball in how she was lying. It took forever to get a good pic of her heart, and she wouldn’t take her hands away from her mouth to see her lips either (I think we have a thumb sucker on our hands!). The lovely sonographers persevered though and got all the pics they needed so no need for another trip back to the hospital (which once again was rammed).
Everything was fine with both of us in terms of measurements and checks and things which is great. The only challenge may be that my placenta is slightly in the wrong place, and covering part of my cervix. So we’ll have to go back at 34 weeks to make sure it’s moved out the way. If not I’ll have to have an caesarean. Not even really thinking about this though, as it was apparently borderline, and I had the same last time. Plus on the positive side it means another scan which is always reassuring.
Feeling lots more movement now too which is really nice. Always feels more and more real when those first flutters start to turn in to real somersaults and kicks.
In fashion terms I’m still managing to make the most of a lot of my non-maternity clothes. I’ve bought a few more things, a couple of which are from Monki. If you’re looking for good floaty dresses and boxy tops which will work for pregnancy and after then definitely take a look there. Some of the stuff can feel a bit forever 21 but it’s worth looking past that for some really good stuff, plus it’s really reasonably priced. I haven’t really started to think about buying too much maternity stuff yet which is nice as it means I’ll have more which will work post baby, but I think soon I’ll have to start thinking about getting a few bits which will fit a bigger bump.
One thing I have been investing in is accessories. I am loving some of the new shoe trends coming for autumn (hello red boots!), and also found a couple of great little jewellery pieces I really like. It’s such a good way to keep your maternity wardrobe fresh without having to spend a load or invest in stuff you’ll never wear again!!
I’m struggling to remember back to know if I feel bigger in this pregnancy than the last. Some people definitely seem to think I am huge though. I’ve been upset a couple of times so far by people commenting on how big my bump is. One early doors, and was kind of well intentioned but still a bit of a slap in the chops. The second was a proper sucker punch to the guts though, with a young girl at work commenting “you’re only 22 weeks? Oh my god you’re massive, your baby is going to be huge!!!”. Now I’m pretty sure she wasn’t a medical professional, nor a mum and therefore experienced in the art of growing a baby so I shouldn’t have taken any notice of her (or perhaps told her to bugger off). Instead I tried a pathetic attempt to reason with her, along the lines of “well I’m over half way so no I’m not that big”. Then left the situation and went and had a little cry in the loo. I am so not proud of that, but 100% blaming the pregnancy hormones!
It’s funny when you get pregnant it’s almost like people think you’ve surrendered yourself up as public property. So many people feel they can comment on your weight or your shape, when in normal life they wouldn’t dream of saying “you look like you’ve piled on the lbs lately”. People always say go in to your bubble and ignore all that negativity but it is difficult when you already feel vulnerable, and like your body is out of control. So my advice is to anyone thinking they can comment on a pregnant woman is to think back to childhood days and your mum saying “if you can’t think of anything nice to say, don’t say anything at all”! At least no stranger has ever come up and tried to put their hands on my bump, which loads of women tell me has happened to them, I think that would push me over the edge!!