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Wednesday, 25 August 2004

vive le waist stretchy!



God, I love maternity trousers. I only have one pair of stretchy jeans courtesy of Susan via Heather (the "over the bump" panel jeans are way too big for my bump at this point) and they are fab. I can eat whatever I want and not have the need to undo my trousers afterwards! How excellent is that? Although I complained about feeling fat recently (I really do hate looking fat vs. pregnant), it's been lovely to have a reason for my waist expansion other than eating too many chocolate bars. For the first time in ages, I'm not depressed when clothes don't fit me. Maybe I'm in denial and this really is just a big wodge of fat and not baby bump, but I don't really care. This is the one time in a woman's life when she is praised for getting big. I am going to enjoy it.



You are 14 weeks old today, little Pip. In just over 5 weeks, we will find out if you're a Pip or a Pipette. More importantly, we get to have another peek at you! Please remember, this is no time for modesty - don't be shy of the lady with the big machiney thing trying to get a look at your nether regions.



To be totally honest, I will be thrilled with a boy or a girl. I truly have no preference, and neither does Paul. I do tend to get all weepy/broody when I see little girl things, but I think it's not really instinct telling me that I'm carrying a girl - I think it's just because girly things are so darn cute. Some people seem puzzled that I want to know the gender of our baby (I say "I want to know" because Paul was happy either way), but I just never really felt the need to be surprised. I would rather refer to our baby as a she or a he rather than an "it" if I can. I'm also the most impatient person in the world, so there was no getting around this, really.



Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go and think happy labour-encouraging thoughts for Mandy who is now officially overdue. Her little one must be very comfy in there!

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