who’d have thought it possible?! 30 weeks …
This feels like the longest pregnancy ever (as I’m sure they all do) … having started way back at the start of May and having known our little Spaniard since then it really has been some journey. After 11 scans the little ‘scan’ photo album is already full and chart The Spaniard’s progress from being an embryo made up of a few cells to the 2lb 13 oz baby it was last week when I had the latest scans. I shall need a new album or more pages to include the next 3 scheduled scans!!
I’ve learnt that pregnancy hurts and is exhausting, that it is a miracle which grows bigger with each day it carries on and that my baby is nocturnal and that it is the strangest and most magical feeling having some kicking inside and visibly moving and changing the shape of my tummy… !
There are around 50 days left until The Spaniard’s arrival, and I’m sure many of those will get eaten up by Christmas but I want to make sure that in those days I laugh alot and I sleep as much as I can and that I very selfishly have some ‘me’ time cos it is quite an odd thought that as of 12th January (all being well and going to plan) I will never again be totally & utterly carefree and that there will always be someone depending on me.
So … 30 weeks, raise a glass for me of something a bit stronger than fizzy water (cos I can’t) and here’s to the next 50 or so days being good ones.
I’m having a baby … it still doesn’t feel quite real!