So although I still have three weeks to go I’m now officially classed as ‘Term’
During the last 37 weeks I have…
Slept in a tent
Been to the Greek islands
Suffered pre natal depression
Developed dry skin
Had third trimester bleeding
Been admitted to hospital 3 times
Been in an ambulance
Had my bump painted
Disagreed with my husband about at least 50 boys names
Been to one funeral
Missed a great friends wedding
Gained 1.5 stone
Developed more stretch marks then I thought possible
Had my hair cut
Had 100 Blood tests
Found out two of my best friends are pregnant
Celebrated my birthday
Had a rubbish Christmas
Booked tickets to see the Rolling Stones and Foo Fighters (post baby)
Decorated a nursery
Cleared my home of junk (mostly)
Suffered with constipation
Had constant heartburn.
Suffered Braxton Hicks
Eaten my own body weight in chocolate
Worried about the babies movements
Wondered why I’m doing this!
Had a wonderful baby shower.
Brought lots of baby clothes
It’s been an exciting if kinda gross journey, now it’s nearly over and a new one is about to begin.
I’ve enjoyed most of my pregnancy but have found lots of it very hard and the bleeding and hospital stays have made me very nervous as I enter the last weeks. I’m fed up of feeling so helpless and uncomfortable but am equally terrified about giving birth and ensuring my baby arrives safely into this world!
My house is full of all the baby products I could possibly need and the nursery and Moses basket ready to go. Am I ready? I honestly have no idea but I guess I’ll find out soon enough!