12 individual trays of spinach cannelloni baked and ready for the freezer..
Yum.
Hello!
Well, it’s that time again, where I feel as ginormous as a house. And look like it too.
No, I take it back, as your father says:
“Who swallowed the soccer ball?”.
I’m not really as big as a house, just as big as it would be to have a whole soccer ball in your stomach. Yep, that’s me:
So today little Poogie has a bit of the flu still, so we had a day home from kindi (daycare).
All I had planned was the fitting of the baby car seat at the ambulance centre (great rental service here in Brisbane) and then a trip to the obstetrician’s for a check-up. We had started to talk to little O about the need for a new baby seat in the car already: especially as his seat had to move over to accommodate the new baby capsule, and that the baby when it came out would travel in the car, next to him. Where he could see it (which he seems excited about!).
Dear Baby,
you may wonder why you never got a cute little ‘in utero’ moniker like your brother (‘speck’)… Feeling second-child syndrome already?
Well, yes, I have to admit, it is partially that. My obstetrician puts it simply but aptly:
“Most women find that pregnancy just isn’t quite as exciting the second time, and there is usually another little one to
drain your energyfocus your time on”.
So yes, your Dad and I haven’t been as focused on your every move as we were with your brother (but believe me, we are still focused, particularly when you kick really hard – I think you definitely have a stronger kick than your brother did, I don’t remember it being quite so PAINFUL last time..).
But mainly it is because we just call you: (more…)
Hello Baby,
well, I’ve finished work – woo hoo.
But all I could seem to do yesterday afternoon was cry. For no reason really.
I went to pick your brother up from kindy, got out of the car, into the center and saw a friend and their daughter, and as he asked how I was, I said, “fine, fine” as a started to bawl.
Managed to recover marginally, and went outside to find you, at which point your teacher said, “Hey, how are you?”
And I started to cry uncontrollably again, saying “Why does everyone keep asking how I am? I’m fine. I just can’t stop crying.” (more…)
Dear Baby,
quick note to let you know that you are occupying my mind more and more as the date of your arrival approaches. It’s just that I’m a bit busy… so haven’t got to telling you about it.
So I intend each day from now on to write you at least a small note.
Today’s message: please hang in there for at least another 11 days.
I’ve had a few close friend’s babies arrive a few weeks early recently. Please, just hang out a bit longer, enjoy the swim and the swishy noises of digestion and heartbeats, because I really need a bit of a break after I finish work this Friday (the reason I haven’t written for so long – lots of work and just tired tired tired at the end of it all)… And then we want to go to the beach for the weekend with your little brother for a last getaway before you join us on the outside of my tummy.
I didn’t get a single day’s break when your brother O arrived two years ago, working up until the day before he came (not quite planned that way, but that’s how it goes I guess).
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Those really strong tweaky feelings right down in my pelvis the other night sort of freaked me out a bit… I’m ready mentally for you to come, but not quite ready in real life: I haven’t even pulled down the baby clothes from the top of the cupboard yet….
So, hang tight, keep swimming around, and enjoy the ride. please.
love mum.
A few shots of the fun of Easter Sunday at Lake Moogerah….
I stayed on the side on Sunday, the bulge (at 31 weeks) is getting kinda difficult to manoeuvre in a canoe:
But you had a big and tiring paddle:
All in all a good adventure!
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