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The waiting game….

So I’m only a few weeks off my due date and haven’t bothered writing for the last couple of weeks because I haven’t had anything worth reporting. Right now I feel like I’m so close, yet so far. I think the fact that I had my son one week early at 39 weeks also makes me feel that this baby could be early too. 

Although there are no hard and fast rules when it comes to patterns in arrival time with subsequent births. Mothers I know have said, “I was one week early with my first child and two weeks early with the second” and “I was one week early with all three of my children”. My sister’s children came early too, but at 34 weeks with her first and 35 weeks with her second. I guess I just have in my mind that I’ll probably give birth a week early as I did with my son, or maybe even two weeks early. Another reason I think that is I have just seen my midwife, who says the baby’s head is well down and starting to engage. With my son, his head didn’t engage until I was in labour. I’ve also read that first babies are more likely to engage than following births. So the fact my baby’s head is starting to engage already (and she’s my second), makes me think she’ll be early.

At the opposite end of the scale I have also heard of women being “ready” at 36 weeks pregnant and end up being overdue. Then a mum at my son’s school said she was 7 weeks early with her first child and 10 days overdue with her second. So I guess you just never really know! 

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The excitement of becoming a big brother and 5 reasons why I’m glad we had to wait so long for baby number 2.

32 weeks pregnant and The Little Guy is getting increasingly excited about his little sister’s arrival. He learnt early on that when my stomach is the size of a small watermelon the baby will be ready to come out. While that’s still a little while off, he can clearly see my tummy is now growing at an exponential rate and it won’t be too long now. He loves grabbing my bare stomach, rubbing his little hands over my huge, round belly whilst declaring, “It’s just like a giant dumpling”. Then he whispers sweet sentiments into my belly button like, “Hello baby can you hear me? I love you”. Or at night before he goes to bed he hugs my belly and says, “Good night baby, have a good sleep, see you in the morning”. It’s a beautiful thing to see your eldest dote over their younger sibling, even if they haven’t been born yet. shutterstock_big-brother

Having a 6 year age gap between our fist and second born wasn’t exactly what Hubby and I had in mind. Unfortunately there were a couple of health issues that came up for me along the way that prevented us from being able to conceive. I know everyone has their own idea of what is a “good” age gap. I just think there are some significant benefits in a wide age gap and here’s why;

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Getting excited and ready for baby.

30 weeks pregnant and the realisation of just how close D-day is sets in. When I think about how far I’ve made it, it brings tears to my eyes (I’m still hormonal, just not as bad). Compared to how my last trimester went, the Hyperemesis Gravidarum, gastritis and depression I was going through, was enough for me to hang up my oven mitts and swear off bun baking forever. Now with the end approaching I feel like how I should, excited, happy and not in a world of hurt. Sure there are the normal ailments; sore back, sore feet, and finding it impossible to get a good night’s sleep. They’re minor side-effects, compared to what I had been experiencing. 

Now I can really concentrate on baby’s arrival and the things I need to organise before she gets here. Even though I have kept a lot of my son’s babies clothes, I’ve gone out and splurged on some super cute “girls stuff” (of course non of them practical). We never kept the pram we originally had for The Little Guy, so I end up doing like 203 hours of research online for a new one. I also decide that I needed to find the perfect baby capsule. So I punch in another 300 hours of online time and scour the crap out of the internet for “the one”. It’s amazing how obsessed a mum-to-be can get over finding the “right” baby product! Thankfully we kept my son’s cot and that’s one less major ticket item I need not obsess about! Sure there’s all the other really practical (boring) things like bottles, bibs, wraps, change matt, multiple singles and onesies, nipple cream, nappy rash cream, nursing pads, nappies, wipes, maternity pads etc I still need to get. I’m just doing the fun, exciting stuff first :). 

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Remembering reality with a newborn.

29 weeks pregnant and I’m starting to think about how long it’s been since I’ve had to take care of a newborn. I had my son almost 6 years ago and am afraid I’ll be a bit out of practice. I mean what will it be like this time around? Do I even remember what on earth I’m supposed to do with it? I definitely remember all the good stuff! Like the loved up days I spent right after my son was born, just staring at him. Hubby and I would cuddle on the couch together with him in our arms for hours. We would sigh in awe of this tiny human that we had created and talk about how lucky we were to blessed with such a gift. At the time I often wondered if my heart might literally explode with all the emotion and love I was feeling. 

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Abdominal separation in pregnancy

I’ve finally hit my third trimester and at 28 weeks am on the home stretch. I can’t believe I made it this far in one piece! Definitely at the stage where I’m already wishing this baby out of me. My pregnant belly is not as big as I thought it would be at this point in time, in fact people keep commenting on how “small” I am. Of course every woman is different. Just like we all come in different shapes and sizes before we fell pregnant, so too do our growing protruding bellies. Although, having said that, I still feel like I’m being stretched beyond belief!

Lately I’ve really been suffering from ligament/muscle pain in the sides of my stomach – especially under my rib cage. Some days I get pain down just the one side of my belly, running from my rib cage all the way down to my pelvis. The sensation I get is as if the muscles are desperately trying to stretch to accommodate my growing baby, but my body just won’t surrender. Previous to falling pregnant I was at the gym regularlyabsep (loved working on my abs) and also attended yoga at least once a week. So I feel that due to the outward pressure my expanding uterus is internally placing on my abdominal muscles, it has caused the two sides of my ‘six pack’ to separate, rather than stretch like they’re supposed to. I have come to learn this is known as ‘abdominal separation’ or ‘diastasis recti’.

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