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I
haven't blogged for a while - I could blame the fact that I've been
busy or maybe it was the dog that ate my homework. Unfortunately, the
real reason is that I've been lacking inspiration as I feel like
nothing has really been happening. Nothing. Nada. Zero. Zilch!
I'm
now 18 weeks pregnant and I feel really, really good. In fact, I feel
so good that, at times, I've even begun to doubt the fact that I'm
still pregnant! I'd totally forgotten about this ‘in between' stage of
pregnancy, where nothing really happens and you're basically desperate
to move onto the next stage!
It's
now six weeks since my scan and five weeks since my last appointment
with the midwife. All my friends and family now know about the
impending arrival and well, it just feels like we're playing the
waiting game now.
Looking
back to my last pregnancy, I remember this stage all too well. The
initial excitement has settled, you're over the hideous symptoms of the
first few months and all you feel is, well quite frankly, a little
fat!! I've been finding myself desperate for someone to notice my bump
and ask, "Ooh, are you pregnant?". I even find myself rubbing my little
pot belly as some sort of outward sign to people that says, "I'm
pregnant, not fat!". I have lost count of the number of times that I've
asked my poor husband whether he can actually see my bump yet!! And,
the obsessive comparing of bumps has already started - not only with
other people's, but also with myself the first time around! This was
the point at which, last time around, I decided that I really needed to
wear maternity clothes - of course, I really didn't, but I was just so
eager for the 'next milestone'. This time around however, I am delaying
the wearing of maternity gear as long as possible!!
Over
the last week, I've literally driven myself crazy with worry about
whether I really am still pregnant or not! I ran through the reasons
for and against and there are still definitely more reasons to believe
that Pip is coming along nicely. The fact that my skin itches so much
and I appear to have the teenage acne that I missed out on when I was
14 are definitely clear signs that I'm still pregnant, as are they 'out
of control' hormones that make me cry in the middle of the supermarket
for absolutely no reason whatsoever! I'm also convinced that I've
started feeling Pip's underwater ballet practice, which is very
reassuring!
So,
it's back to the waiting game for me! At least I can look forward to an
appointment with the midwife next week and the scan a couple of weeks
after that. The crazy thing is that, as I remember all too well, in a
couple of months I'll be looking back at this and just thinking how
lucky I was to feel great, full of energy and not limited to maternity
clothes that are the size of tents! I guess that's one of the things
about being pregnant - you're always eager to move onto the next stage
as you know it's going to be one step closer to meeting your little
baby!
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