I have a confession to make… Ok, actually, I have two confessions to make.
I did not knit those booties in the photo, I wish I did, I am just grateful for people in my life who can knit.
And I have complained during this pregnancy, a lot.
Aches, pains, nausea, cravings, pregnancy acne, sciatica, body changing and growing and, of course, Hubby is away (I’m unsure if it’s cricket related or just to get away from my whining, haha!) but still hearing all about it via the telephone!
I will even confess to saying on a couple of occassions “I think I’m dying.”
Yes, I am slightly dramatic, but come on, I’m pregnant! I am so lucky and grateful that I have Guppy. He may feel slightly different after 22 weeks of pregnant Laura!
For a large portion of the pregnancy I felt as though I was the only person in the world who was going through what I was going through. Hitting the 12 week mark was awesome, not feeling alone, being open about it, discussing with fellow Mums! I still love talking about it (another confession – I talk about it a lot! A LOT!) – most of the time I am loving the stories I get told from other Mums about their experiences!
It was all very well and good knowing I was pregnant, and talking about being pregnant, but I didn’t feel pregnant. I felt sick (ask Guppy, haha!), but I didn’t yet feel connected to this baby.
Guppy had to come home last week for a few days between IPL and The champions Trophy which meant that while he was home he could also able to come our 20 week scan (all be it a week late!).
Isn’t that just the BEST scan?!
I’ve gone from being Rachel off ‘Friends’ (pleased tell me you’ve seen that episode?!), where I could barely see the baby, because it was a small dot – to actually being able to make out the beautiful face, I could see long legs (obviously from Dad!), 10 fingers, 10 toes, we even heard the heart beat and it was amazing.
Those 3D scans are brilliant. My gorgeous Grandma Carmel (Mama), who has 8 children, said that the doctors just used to feel her stomach and say “feels good” and that was your “scan”. Man, how lucky are we to have what we do now.
(Photo with Guppy and Mama, wearing my new Just Jeans maternity jeans – thank you for all the tips ladies!)
As if Scan day couldn’t get any better – lying in bed that night I felt my baby move. And it was in that moment I felt like a Mum, for the very first time.
Suddenly all the sickness, the aches and pains, it was all worth it. AND Guppy was there with me, he put his hands on my tummy and felt the movements too, it was a really special, surreal moment in the road to us becoming parents.
To those Mums at the early stages of pregnancy – hold on, I promise your time will come, and it will be 110% worth it.
Now I just want to touch and hold and rub my little bump all the time. To protect the baby but also to make people realise I am indeed pregnant and haven’t just finished a pie, haha!
Since that day I have come to realise this baby is a dancer. We particularly love Justin Bieber’s “Sorry” song!
I am loving the little reminders that he or she is there, not that I really needed reminding but you know what I mean?! I’m talking to my bump a lot, and playing music (Nana Julie’s orders)! What other stuff did you guys try? I hear reading is good too?
I went out to the Denizen Magazine Heroes Evening with one of my besties Gretchen (and mother of 4!) this week. She helped me find something to fit bump and we had great fun – and when I say we, I mean all 3 of us, because little old baby Guppy was moving around, dancing to the music, loving the noise. I think we have a social child on our hands. I’m not sure where it comes from though…?!!
I will say that feeling the baby move was so much better than I thought it would be. I had a few people warn me it would sort of feel like some sort of gas issue, which to be honest sounded desperately unromantic, but luckily for me it wasn’t like that at all. It started at a gentle tap-tap-tap just under my belly button and has slowly increased to what can only be described as a bit of a kick! It really made me feel so lucky that we as woman get to do this.
Back to me whining just quickly – I know we get push presents (at least I hope we do!) but do men get gifts for listening/putting up my prego crap? Patience presents maybe? I think I need to look into that, I know I’m growing us a baby, but he really does have the patience of a saint! And he’s going to be an amazing Dad!
I hope you are all well and haven’t been too cold. Thanks for reading and for all your wonderful comments, keep them coming – I love them!