Come on baby kick.
I just want to know you’re in there. Kick me all you want.
I do seem to have a bit of a belly which is giving me a bit of confidence that things are progressing as they should.
I am struggling to accept how I look. This seems really pathetic and should be the last thing on my mind, but ive always been tiny. 4ft11 and never weighed more than 7st2. I’ve always had a flat stomach and always been a size 6-8. Now I’m starting to spread.
I am happy as I know this means baby is shuffling everything around but its still weird. I don’t feel comfortable in anything. I’m too ‘big’ for my regular clothes, but not big enough for maternity. I find myself living in my Pilates trousers whenever I’m at home.
I guess this is another pregnancy stage to go through – the stage where nothing fits.
In other news for the first time in years, I actually have nails. which is weird. It’s super weird on a touch screen. The silly thing is, because I’ve never had nails, I’ve never learnt how to file them properly and to shape them. Think I need to get some lessons from my sister.