is that a bun in the oven, or are you just happy to see me?
Here's the post wot I wrote on June 15. I wasn't sure if I should put this up here now or wait a few more weeks, but considering how few know about this site, it wouldn't exactly be spilling the beans to the world. And besides, I'm bursting to tell! So for the elite few of you, here's the post:
I'm thrilled, excited, scared, nervous, cautious, over the moon, ecstatic, worried, and a bit gassy. It's strange because I'm in that odd place between wanting to tell everyone in the world and not wanting to say anything just in case this little one doesn't stick. There's the old "wait until the first trimester is over" tradition, but I want to tell our parents sooner than that. I will tell my friends about it before the wedding (I will be 18 weeks pregnant by then) because they'll all get very suspicious if I don't drink on my Hen Night. I'm really bursting to tell everyone, though. I'm so bad at keeping secrets; never let me know if you're planning a surprise party for someone.
I rang the surgery today and got (thankfully!) a lovely receptionist who told me to come in and fill out some forms. We stopped by on the way back to work and filled out the paperwork, then the receptionist dumped half a ton of booklets on the counter saying, "These are for you!" "What, no mug? No t-shirt?" I asked. Apparently a midwife will get in touch with me and unravel the mysteries of giving birth in the UK.
So far, I haven't had many unusual (i.e. non-PMS) symptoms. The only weirdness has been a dull lower bachache, a strange pulling/stretching sensation in my lower abdomen, the odd headache, and my boobs now seem to have a life of their own and are apparently preparing to feed a small African country (including wildlife). Otherwise, it could be any typical month of womanly fun, what with all the bloating, fatigue, irritability, and increased appetite. I've read that I might experience any of the following symptoms: cravings, backaches, bloating, thick hair, huge boobies, weight gain, and mood swings. So it'll be like me but much more so.
I can't stop reading books and online articles (I really should stop that as the conflicting information is just annoying me), and I can't help but look ahead to the future. Paul is really happy and we are both so looking forward to having a baby (I'm sure Jasper will be thrilled too, mostly because the baby will drop lots of food and provide several thousand new toys for them both to chew on). I can't wait to start telling people. I can't wait to go buy baby things. I can't wait to be a Mummy.
But mostly, I can't wait until I'm past the first trimester so I can relax a little.