I won’t lie. The first trimester sucked. I am lucky I didn’t actually get full blown morning sickness or anything, but I constantly felt nauseous and couldn’t bring myself to eat anything. I probably only vomited a total of 2 or 3 times, but the constant sick feeling left me feeling horrible. Because I wasn’t eating, I had no energy and wondered why on earth anyone would want to ever be pregnant.
Moving house didn’t make me feel any better either. I had no energy to help Amber pack our house or do anything, Maverick was lucky to have me play with him! We were so blessed to have so many people help us move. Not only did they take time out to move carloads and carloads of our crap 8 minutes down the road, they helped put boxes into correct rooms and helped us put new furniture together. I normally love putting flat packs together, but I just couldn’t bring myself to do anything. I was SO worn out. Growing a baby is tiring.
Thankfully by Christmas I was starting to feel more human and I was so excited that I could actually enjoy the lovely Christmas dinner. It had been a long 14 or 16 weeks and I had dropped weight from not eating. Since we were in our new house over the holiday period we enjoyed entertaining my family on Christmas Eve. We were feeling very blessed to have a new house, family surrounding us and a baby on the way!
My pregnancy has been quite uneventful. Each ultrasound is nerve-wracking. You can never grantee that everything will be going ok so you always walk in a little nervous. Each ultrasound was great, always a great heartbeat and nothing to worry about. The gender scan was probably the most exciting one. Was baby going to be a boy or a girl? Brother or sister for Maverick? I really wanted for Mav to have a brother, even out the house a little, but I knew deep down that I was going to have a girl. After about an hour the sonographer finally said yes she could see that we were having a girl. A girl that was very cheeky and took ages to show herself! I had to drink and walk and jump up and down to finally get the answer! Needless to say everyone was super happy!
It probably took me a good week or so to actually come to terms with the fact I was having a girl. Yes part of it was disappointment as I really wanted another boy, then it was just strange to think we were adding a little girl to our crazy family! Once we started buying all the clothes and things for her – the disappointment quickly went away. Even Maverick was and is still excited for “baby sissy” to arrive.
The second trimester was fairly easy. I felt good, had some energy and finally thought “I can do this” I didn’t really have any issues except for a lot of pressure due to starting to put on weight and felt quite uncomfortable down there. Feeling her movements and knowing she was growing in there was so exciting.
It all seemed to go fairly quickly and all of a sudden I was hitting the third trimester and I was starting to slow down at work. I was finishing up my position as director of the centre and I would soon be on the floor with the children 5 days a week.
As the third trimester went on, I started to feel that tired and sore feeling all over again. I would get tired and out of breath quite quickly. Not good when you’re trying to read a book to 30 3 year olds! Maternity leave was fast approaching! I ended up having to drop down to 4 days a week by the time I was 32 weeks. Having that one day was great even though I usually had a doctors appointment. It gave me time in the day to just relax.
Before I went on Maternity leave I had two baby showers. One with the work girls and one with friends and family. Baby was very spoilt and both baby showers were thoroughly enjoyed. People got to see the nursery and look at all the cute things we have ready for her.
Finally at 36 weeks, I was finally on maternity leave. I had only 4 weeks until the babies due date! It has all gone very fast with a mixture of me laying down and not doing anything, attempting to nest or at least clean the house a little and trying to spend some quality time with Mav before he becomes a big brother!
Now I am TWO days away from my due date, sitting here while Mav enjoys twisties and iPad time hoping that she will make an appearance soon. I haven’t felt anything to think she is coming – but lets just hope it all happens soon! She’s just smashed me in the ribs, it must be time to get off the laptop and stretch out a little.
The next update you will get is when she arrives. If you don’t follow my facebook page then you should get onto it. I update that a lot more regularly and I am sure something will appear on there first.
WISH ME LUCK!