The dreams are extremely weird. It is now official - I have had a massive argument with just about everyone I know (and a few I don’t) - all while dreaming. Each night brings a new adventure in nastiness, culminating in one point with my threat to actually kill someone!! I can’t reveal the name of the person, beut reassured they are completely lovely, and someone who I think very much of. Although I am hoping this phase passes quickly, I have been warned there is worst to come… Next is usually dreaming you are giving birth to animals!
Your body becomes public property. Even now, at twenty one weeks, it’s difficult not to react with a quick brush away when people reach out for a feel of your belly. And I’m not talking about family and friends, I’m talking about random people while waiting for my coffee at Gloria Jeans (decaf of course), or people who I run into in the corridor at work. Still it’s kind of cool that your belly is so far out in front you can rest your cup of tea on there.
You have the same conversation at least three times a day. A day is yet to pass when I haven’t been asked if I know what I am having, and then subsequently, if I am planning on finding out. When Ash and I announced our news to our gym class, we spent the entire session having that same conversation at least ten times as we rotated around boxing partners. Still, the excitement never seems to wear thin, so I am happy to continue with my standard response until the little one arrives.
Advice is extremely easy to come by. It seems as though pregnancy brings out the expert – in everyone else. Advice includes, what to eat, what not eat, what to wear, how much to exercise, what to read, where to shop, you name it, I’ve heard it. Most people have the best of intentions, so I’m not complaining. I could however do without the horror stories – “My wife spent 36 hours in labour with our first one, a ten pound one ounce baby.”
You get a whole new view of your belly button. It is completely strange to watch your belly button turn inside out. It happens very gradually, but remains freaky nevertheless. No doubt this is probably the most insignificant of all the changes your body goes through, however it should receive more focus – after all it is the one thing that changes dramatically during the pregnancy and then returns completely to normal (if only everything did!)
Overall I am feeling great and really enjoying every day. As I grow, more and more people are convinced I am carrying a girl as I am broad across. Well there goes my hope of carrying like Angelina Jolie, instead I am fat and round till the end! Baby Elwood is still kicking goals in there, and we are just waiting for the one that Ash can actually feel. As I sit here tonight I got an almighty kick that you could actually see from the outside – and of course Ash is downstairs watching telly – timing is everything!! Here’s some pics of the baby furniture we have on order…
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