38 Weeks Bump.

I think it's fair to say, I'm a rubbish blogger when it comes to bump updates. I could throw a number of excuses at you but the real reason I've not taken any of late is simple - I feel like a whale. And as beautiful as whales can be, I don't feel like a particularly attractive one. Definitely not one who wants to be dressed most days, never mind have her photo taken.

To say this pregnancy has been different to that of John is an understatement. Between Hyperemesis Gravidarum, crippling SPD & a bigger-than-before bump, I think it's fair to admit that no two pregnancies - regardless of past experience - are the same. Not to mention my belly looking like a road-map despite being relativity stretch mark free with John (...do those lotions & potions I religiously used last time actually work? Perhaps it's not all nonsense after all). But we're now down from counting the months & weeks to counting the days, as now we're past 37 weeks, Baby Boy could make his début any day now.

So I could moan & moan about pregnancy until the cows come home, but instead I think I'm better throwing myself into baby preparations. Nesting is finally kicking in but SPD is restricting my ability to actually do what needs done (finish painting the kitchen, paint the bedroom, clean the carpets...) so instead I've been packing my hospital bags, trying to keep on top of the small jobs around the house, starting Christmas shopping(!!) and doing a bit of crafting.

Now the wondering begins - when will Baby Boy actually arrive? What will he look like? How will we cope?!

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