The Pregnancy Diary: 37 week recap (aches, pains and tears)

Hoo boy, here I was at 33 weeks tracking along thinking everything was fine and dandy. Then I hit 37 weeks and found myself surrounded by one dark grey cloud.

It’s time for the 37 week recap, and things are going to get emotional.

Aches and pains

I’m officially really uncomfortable. I had been, in my mind, still decently active up until this point. I was still able to go for walks with Ness, although we had dropped it back to 2 days a week. Admittedly, some of those days I’ve had to pike out as well due to heart burn, lack of sleep etc. I wasn’t perfect, but at least I could still┬ámove (albeit slower). [...]  read more

8 times I wish I could punch myself

There’s a difference between regretting something, and just acknowledging you’re an idiot. I don’t have many regrets (none that spring to mind right now anyway). Yet there are times that I can admit I said/did things that were pretty dumb. Really dumb.

Let’s get real. I needed future me to come and give me a big slap in the face.

Ohhhhh how I had no idea.

1- When I complained about how “fat” I was in early pregnancy

I have this one on my blog even. It’s documented there for everyone to see! At the time everyone kept saying “just you wait”, but I was too caught up in my emotion at the time. It was just bloating you idiot-from-the-past! Now, I’m genuinely stuck with fatty back bums and fluid filled nether regions. My back looks like I have gills. My butt has its own post code, and could actually be a sufficient spot to store away another two babies. When I was complaining, I still fit my jeans back then! What an unappreciative idiot. [...]  read more