I posted on twitter the other week about being addicted to baby kicks, I was getting a few a day.
Fast forward a couple of weeks and I get some really active bouts of movements. I’m really not sure about counting kicks… I’ve read conflicting things – is it how many sessions a day, or how many kicks within one session?
Either way baby has a routine that seems to involve kicking/punching around meal times. Do I have a hungry baby already? That doesn’t bode well for when baby makes its grand appearance.
I’m working from home and once again my day is being broken up by being distracted by baby kicking. I can’t help but stop what I’m doing and feel the kicks. At least it gives my eyes a break from the screen.
In other news, today I saw on Facebook that an acquaintance has had their baby. But it was posted by someone else (…I’m assuming a family member).
I’m now a bit worried about this. Do I need to prep my family not to say anything, or should I hope they have the good grace to let hubby and I make our own announcement?
My sister and I arranged for us to go out for a meal with my parents for their wedding anniversary.
We thought we would choose somewhere nice, and different they hadn’t been to before.
We asked them to choose a date so we could be sure they can make it.
So I booked a table at a restaurant weeks ago.
Today mother decides to ask why we can’t go on a Sunday instead.
Is it just me with my emotions heightened by baby, or is that pretty ungrateful when we’ve gone to the effort to find something that works for everyone?
My husband doesn’t like roasts… If we go for a meal on a Sunday, most places ONLY do roast.
We tried to do something nice and it gets thrown back in our face.
My cousin arranged a lovely afternoon tea at her house the other weekend, again to celebrate their wedding anniversary. Everyone either baked cakes or made sandwiches. One of the first things my dad said was “oh. I thought we were going out for a meal”.
Safe to say, I have popped.
My bump is obvious and I can no longer see my feet when I’m standing up.
I feel like I’m waddling already.
Oh wow.. Baby kicks are weird. Only in the last week have I been feeling anything due to my anterior placenta. I think I’m quite lucky actually that I’m feeling kicks/hiccups this early as I’m so tiny.
Sitting at home working away and baby is kicking up a storm so I stop what I’m doing and stare at my stomach… As I feel a kick, my whole stomach moves!
This is the weirdest, freakiest, coolest thing I’ve ever felt/seen in my entire life.
Needless to say I’m not going to want to do any work for the rest of the day whenever baby is kicking.
I thought hubby ‘got it’. But he doesn’t.
Out with friends last night for a meal and went to their house to play monopoly. Gets to about 10pm and I’m in pain from sitting on the edge of the sofa from playing the game so I attempt to text him asking if its cool if we head home soon.
He doesn’t see it. I was obviously in pain but he was too concerned with winning the damn game to notice me.
This is the 2nd time I’ve been in pain and ready to go home on a night out that he just doesn’t seem to care/notice.
We got home at midnight.
I’m the one woken up by Bruce at 6.30 each morning.
He has no idea 😦 and I can’t see him changing his general attitude no matter how many times I talk to him.
We made it to half way. We actually made it.
I am so drained after today. I was petrified of what we might find out at the scan.
For no real reason either. But just scared.
All is OK 🙂 baby is average in all measurements and was being awkward being face down in my belly but kept moving (definitely know it’s Hubby’s baby as he cant sit still for 5 minutes).
I’m so relieved now.
Annoyingly I have an anterior placenta which I guess would explain why I haven’t felt any movement yet but at least I know the reason why.
So it appears, I now suffer from anxiety/panic attacks. Before I was pregnant I’d never had one before.
I had a pain in my chest a few weeks ago and I couldn’t put my finger on what was causing it. So I ignored it. It went away eventually.
Today its back with a vengeance. I know I’ve had a busy week but really, chest pains?
I think it all stems from the pregnancy dreams. They’re more vivid and usually more frightening. I have a paranoia about something going wrong so a bad dream just intensifies it and voila, anxiety.
I don’t want to see my midwife. I saw her before when there was nothing wrong and I don’t want to waste her time again. I’ve identified what it is. I just need to develop some coping mechanisms.