19 Weeks Bump.

"Where has that bump come from?" and "Are you sure there's just one in there?" are two questions I've been asked multiple times today. And it's fair enough really -- I do seem to have well and truly popped. I'm now comparable to the size I was at closer to 30 weeks pregnant with John, when I'm now only just approaching the halfway mark with this pregnancy.

The fact that I'm nearly half way is a scary thought. Second pregnancies are definitely different from firsts. For a start, if my phone didn't flash up once a week to tell me I another week has passed, I'd probably have lost count long before now.

The honest truth is, I keep forgetting I'm even pregnant. And yes, I feel guilty about it but unlike the first time around, this time I've something else (or someone else) that constantly occupies my thoughts. Oh, and I mean John, by the way!

This time around I couldn't tell you which sized vegetable my baby is comparable to on a weekly basis but  I'm sure that once I start feeling those kicks and punches, instead of the occasional flutter, I'll be constantly reminded. For now though I'll just need to carry on relying on that reminder from my phone to update me each week.