I have a million and one things that I should probably be doing right now instead of sitting on the lounge, under the air-conditioner, writing this. There is my breakfast washing up in the sink, some pom-pom making mess on the day care table, the bathroom needs a clean, a load of washing needs to be taken off the line and another one hung up and there is a piece of paper stuck to my foot... but it is all the way down there... and I can't reach it right now.
However, as it has been forever since I have posted on our website and I do hope to be able to look back at it one day and see some commitment from myself, I have dedicated this morning to updating you on what has been happening lately. It helps that my 7.30am daycare booking text in to say she won't be in, so I have a free hour and I am giving some of it to you.
So, where did we leave off?
Oh dear, with my rant at about 23 weeks! Well, we are now 26 weeks + 5 days and it is going pretty fast. There is just 13 weeks left to go. 93 days. Eek.
The baby moves ALL THE TIME. So much so that the little nudges and kicks that I first ever felt now just blend in to everyday life. It is now only when he decides to do one of those massive flips, twists or rolls or when he decides I must have wronged him in some terrible way that deserves being bashed, kicked and punched with gusto that I pay much attention. Speaking of which... cut it out kid!
Baby has grown his hair and eyelashes and fat deposits are thickening under his skin. His eyes have opened and while he doesn't see much in there, he can distinguish differences in light. He has a definite sleeping/awake pattern that I am now familiar with... and that I hope does not hang around too long after birth (Otherwise, hello to staying up all night). Ben talks to the baby and the baby really seems to get a kick out of his voice. Literally! Whenever Ben and I are lying in bed or sitting on the lounge having a good old catch-up and Ben is chatting away, the baby goes crazy. Every time without fail. Baby is just a little under 1kg in weight this week. Boy, do I wish I could blame him for more of my extra weight than that! He is approximately 38cm from head to feet and he is busy practicing breathing by inhaling and exhaling small amounts of amniotic fluid (and doing gymnastics in there).
I have been doing pretty well. Getting bigger, but not as gradually as I expected. I tend to increase in size by dramatic spurts every now and then. The heat has been a killer, just as everyone predicted it probably would be. OK, so I may have been a little naive there as well. As I am so terrible at identifying when I am starting to not cope, Ben has become an expert at it and has come up with 100+ ways to make everything better. He is my gem. He knows how to arrange me in my 'pillow nest' which involves about seven pillows (I kid you not) and he makes me a cold water bottle to put on my lower back where it aches. He doesn't get angry at me when I act childish and irrational whether it is due to the heat or just me being... me. Since he has been home he has done so much around the house in preparation for this baby and the baby shower next weekend... and just to make me happy.
This weekend we are off to Rockhampton to visit Matt & Liz for Australia Day. I am so looking forward to it, though Ben has some concerns as to how I will manage the heat up there. I guess we will see!
Next weekend is our Baby Shower! Yay! I am very much looking forward to catching up with everyone and having fun :) Ben has been hard at work organising things and I have been helping with some decorations.
Last week we purchased our baby capsule so Baby Henry to travel safely in the car with his crazy arse driving parents and at the start of this week an exciting parcel arrived for me (arranged by my cheeky husband and lovely mother-in-law) that contained the pram I had been planning to buy.
There is a lot to update you all on, and hopefully I will get right on that... just not right now :)