Saturday, 22 February 2014

The final few weeks

At 36 weeks I'm now really starting to tire. I can't sleep properly, I'm never comfortable, and my tolerance of other people's crap is virtually zilch.

On the flip side, I've never felt happier, more attractive, or more content.

I've never been a good sleeper, always late to bed with continuous broken sleep, and an early riser.  That certainly isn't going to change!  On the plus side as soon as I finish work in just over a week I can start napping during the day.  Ah silver linings eh?

My pelvis hurts, I'm constantly uncomfortable.  However, the physiotherapist has arranged for a support belt, which I'm hopefully picking up this morning, and the exercises do help.  I shan't let this SPD stop me being active in these last few weeks of my pregnancy.

My patience is wearing thin. Yeah well, we all have crap to deal with in our lives.You do what you can about it, and just try to make the best out of what you're left with.  I've got so much to get done at home, not all of it will happen before baby arrives, but you know what?  That's fine, it'll all be fine.  I've got other things to worry about.

The birth plan is done, and I was pleased D was there for that so he really gets how I want to do this.  Now it's just a question of waiting to see.  When will it happen?  What will it be?

I'm so excited now.

Saturday, 15 February 2014

Caring for the future

As we go through life, only the very few and the very lucky can say they are not affected by major health problems with either themselves, their family, or their friends.

Like many people out there I've had my fair share of hits and near misses with the Big C in its many devious forms. Its something that can strike even the healthiest of people and have devastating impact.

I've fundraised numerous times for Cancer Research and for Think Pink events, and once for testicular cancer. Yesterday I was made aware of a charity I hadn't heard of before who are working hard to fight a cancer that more than one of friends have unfortunately been affected by in recent times.

The Brain Tumour Charity are raising their profile and trying draw support and awareness of the various ways this can affect people while working hard on treatments and cures.

Their big day is on 7 March for which they are encouraging people to wear a bandana. I probably won't wear one as I'll probably be behind closed doors at that point, but I'll be making a donation.

Our future is unknown and out of hands. Whether you believe in a God, or some other higher force, the ones that can really help need our support and our fundraising to be able to help us and those we care about.

Show your support in whatever small way you can.

Tuesday, 4 February 2014

Feeling the joy

The one thing that has struck me throughout my pregnancy is just how happy others are for me. It really blows me away and sometimes it comes from the direction that you least expect it.

Today's very evident glee at the late discovery of my pregnancy came from Tom the wineman. The title may give some clue as to why he was unaware that I am preggers. No, I don't mean he's a wino, he's the man who I get my wine from and have enjoyed many an evening with  him propping up his bar. So, obviously, I haven't seen him for the last 8 months.

When he spotted me today through the window of his bar his face was a picture and he ran out of his bar to give me a hug. Bless, I think he may have been as pleased as I am!

33 weeks and 5 days.....