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38 Weeks of a Little Bump and Me


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We’re full term. Well sort of.  I may be confidently predicting that I’ve got at least another two weeks of pregnancy and at least one acupuncture session before this little baby makes an appearance, but whenever he or she does, we’ll be considered full term.

It’s quite the milestone. And quite the reality check.

So how are we?

Well the baby is doing whatever it fancies really, but with enough kicks and wriggles to keep me happy that everything is as it should be.  As far as I know and as far as I can tell it’s still head down and we’re looking good to keep playing the waiting game.

It’s also clearly still growing, and no amount of slathering on nice skin softening, collagen boosting, stretch mark avoiding oils and potions has prevented the spread of a nice full set of  new tiger stripes across the top of the bump.  My bump smells rather nice though!  It’s actually quite funny in a strange sort of way; there have been times when I’ve seen a kick or felt a kick with my hand resting on my bump but not actually felt it with my skin, simply I think because the baby has kicked a stretch point and I don’t have any nerve endings there.

And as for me I’m still feeling very tired, partly due to the hot weather, partly due to chasing around after two little ones, and a good bit because my old friend, the end of pregnancy stuffy nose has returned.  It’s like having allergies or hay fever or something like that as far as I can see; I keep thinking I must be getting a cold and it never turns into anything more than sneezing, hot itchy eyes, and a runny nose – sounds attractive doesn’t it.  I’m don’t think there’s really anything I can do about it, except know that it doesn’t last forever; and hope that if I’m lucky and it is a cold at least it should clear up soon; but if anyone has any top tips please do share!

My lovely sister and the small nephew came up yesterday while the girls were in nursery; she brought me purple velvet blackberry cupcakes and worked herself to the bone as we blitzed our way through a bit of a pre-baby to do list – I think I definitely got the better end of the deal – and we’re now sort of organised.  The house isn’t at nesting level perfection (but with three other residents it may never actually get there this time) but we organised and hoovered, sorted out five bags of superfluous stuff which I have duly delivered to the charity shop, pulled out the moses basket and the newborn high chair nest and washed, dried and refitted the covers, successfully managed to put the buggy up in its double combination, found the newborn insert to the baby car seat, and, while the small nephew chilled and snoozed in his cousin’s cot, sorted through a veritable avalanche of clothes for the under 5 brigade, including an overhaul of Kitty and Elma’s current wardrobes and the packing and storing of everything else.

In my bedroom there is a nice clean moses basket, laid out with a sheet and blanket, and next to it the hospital bag now contains a complete outfit for the Little Bump (minus hat, I must remember to add a hat), a postnatal ward outfit for me (nursing vest and a pair of H’s oldest sports shorts because those wards are hotter than the face of the sun), a towel (which I completely forgot last time), various sundries and toiletries and the TENS machine which I hired on Tuesday (blessed piece of machinery that it is).

I’m not in that ‘so ready I’m bored waiting’ phase, but if I went into labour anytime soon I know I wouldn’t need to panic about the state of the house, and everything’s sort of ready, more or less.

But next week; next week I will buy food to put in the hospital bag, and that’s really a sign that things are getting close – and in the meantime it turns out I’m great at hiding small children!

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