We have come home from our excellent holiday at St Leonards to work and a very bad case of beach and friend withdrawal. I’ve also come back to find I’m not fitting into my work clothes anymore which probably has more to do with the vast amount of very fine food I ate than with the growth of B1. This photo shows the view outside the front door of our beach house. It was unreal!
It feels like a very long time since we had the scan and it’s hard waiting for the next one. I wish I could feel some kicks already, or develop special (safe) x-ray vision to see what is happening. We can feel the bump of the uterus easily now-not just when I have a full bladder. Sometimes I have a lot of pressure in my bottom and I have to sit down carefully.
The morning sickness has settled quite a lot, but I still have an hour or two every day when it comes back at a low level. My digestion is very wierd and I often puff up after eating food. Breasts are enormous. Bra situation critical.
In more festive news, a gorgeous son was born to our lovely friends S and K. I was lucky enough to be at his homebirth as the second midwife and I just hope I can be as brave as S was!
I wanted a picture from the scan of B1 with some profile and some limbs, and this is what I came up with. Feet!
It was such a relief to see a little wriggling baby in there and so pleasant to have the scan performed abdominally rather than via wang cam.
Morning sickness has been easing a little, but last weekend was quite rotten. It was the return of the miserable ever-burping-bean. S hates it. Nevertheless, things have much improved. I can drink glasses of water now and not only be in the kitchen when S cooks, but last night I chopped onions and garlic and made butter chicken from scratch. Pregnancy is giving me strong Indian food cooking urges. Or maybe I’m just going through phases. At 8 weeks, I liked nothing better than salad with Thai dressing.
We started being able to feel the top of the uterus (fundus) by poking my tummy just above the pubic bone from about eleven weeks which was really exciting. We also had a brief scary moment when we thought we’d lost my cervix. We found it a few minutes later, but in a completely different spot, so strange things are afoot, internally.
We are going away for a genuine beach holiday next week and S is faint with anticipation. It is with some very good friends and we can’t wait to bask in the fresh air.
