People keep asking me how many months pregnant I am, and I’ve been so used to counting in weeks that I legitimately had no idea how many months I was. Maths is also not my forte (just ask my husband) so I was really bad at figuring it out!
I’ve now figured out that I’m 6 months pregnant, although I’ll probably be saying that for a while now and then it will be wrong again!
I’m not one of those people that knows how many days, weeks and months pregnant they are. I occasionally forget how many weeks pregnant I am (more than once I’ve had to check the app on my phone to tell me, and I have been relying on these fortnightly posts to signpost the passage of time for me).
Sometimes I wish it was over already. I’m impatient to meet my little girl, to be able to give her cuddles and kisses and see what she looks like, what her personality is like. I would also really like for my husband to carry her for a little while and give me a break! (And he’s pretty jealous that I get all the physical connection with her at the moment – he really wants to cuddle and hold our little girl too!)
On the other hand, I’m glad that I have 40 weeks to mentally, physically and financially prepare myself for this little one entering our lives and changing it forever.
Things have already changed so much just by being pregnant, but I’m glad I still have time to clean the house, buy the essentials for my little girl, and get all set up and prepared to be a mum (as prepared as one can be I suppose).
I’m typically a researcher and I like to read everything. But I have surprised myself by not going overboard with the research and reading while I’m pregnant.
I’ve perused the baby books I was given and I check the pregnancy app on my phone when I start a new week, mostly because I love telling my husband when our little girl can taste things, hear things and can suck her thumb. It’s cute to imagine her doing all those things and helps us both feel connected to her.
But other than that, I’ve been pretty laid back on the researching front. Overly calm about it even. I faithfully followed instructions and didn’t google after my blood test results a few weeks ago. I haven’t read every website and every baby book. I haven’t obsessed over every little thing and worked myself up.
I’ve read when it’s important but haven’t over researched, over analysed.
I feel really relaxed and confident that my body knows what it’s doing and that it will all be okay. And I’m sure as the time gets closer I’ll have a browse of some books on what to do with the baby, but I want to trust my instincts and trust my body to do what it’s designed to do.
And I never thought I would be the kind of person who says that.
My husband has made me a much mellower version of me, and I’m starting to think that this baby is having the same impact on me.
I’m becoming a much more laid-back, in-tune with my natural instincts kind of person and I really like it.
Craving: Vegemite and cheese on toast. Yum!
Eating: way too much chocolate, I seriously can’t stop.
Drinking: hot water with lemon to help fend off whatever it is that’s making me sick
Feeling: very tired from being sick and lack of sleep
Dreaming: I don’t remember my dreams but I know they’re vivid and weird. Although I do remember dreaming that my husband demanded that we have pineapple in the fridge. He hates pineapples.
Loving: that jellybean is moving around and kicking so hard that I can actually see my tummy moving! It’s the most surreal and cool thing ever.
Over it: the pregnancy insomnia is getting worse. Waking up constantly and being really uncomfortable. My shoulders and hips are starting to ache from sleeping on my side too much which is not fun. I don’t know how people choose to sleep on their side all the time! It’s hard.
Were you a researcher or more laid-back when you were pregnant?
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