30+2

Okay, so being 'productive' is over-rated.

Really over-rated. I woke up early, had breakfast with hubby and was excited at the prospect of scrubbing our flat. (Can I just say it was pretty tidy but have people coming to view the flat tomorrow). However, hours later I have discovered a few things - pregnancy has zapped all my energy meaning that tidying my flat takes a hell of a lot longer than before!! So long I was bored of cleaning!! Then, when I have bleached, scrubbed, polished, hoovered, swept, taken bins down, washed, dried and ironed our gorgeous 2-bed apartment, i discover I can no longer walk!! The pain in my pelvis is so bad that taking a few steps makes me gasp!!

So I thought - nap!! always makes me feel better... and guess who wakes up? Yep. got it in one. Hello Baby Bear, how's things in utero? Just so you know, you can't escape my belly through my ribs, however hard you try. Please stop it.

So I have now curled onto the sofa in a cloud of self-pity. I think I broke my back and may go on protest from any further housework!!


Anyway, I had a midwife appointment yesterday, and things are looking perfect. After two bleeds this fortnight baby is fine and growing and happy, hasn't settled into a position yet but she says our little gymnast has lots of time to stop somersaulting and decide where s/he wants to settle down. The only thing that bothers me was a small comment my midwife made...

midwife: So you're about 34 weeks? (As she measures my tummy)

me: No, 30 weeks. (With a slight frown)

midwife: (Starts measurement again) Okay, well it's not a problem... but you're measuring 32.5 weeks.

me: ......

I knew you were a tubster, Baby Bear!! Please take pity and come out a reasonable size and weight?

Eagerly awaiting our tubby Bear
xx