The midway point – and things not to say to a pregnant woman

The midway point – and things not to say to a pregnant woman

It’s funny that I am now past that mid way point of pregnancy, and inching closer to 24 weeks, then 28 then 30, when the final countdown begins.

Over the past two weeks people have told me my bump has suddenly popped out – I think that’s because at 18ish weeks my bump was at that stage where it wasn’t a definite definite bump and I guess people didn’t want to ask if I was pregnant just in case I had over indulged a little too much over Christmas and New Year. However, at 20 weeks I had a very very definite pregnant tummy that had suddenly seemed to have grown.

It’s funny to look back at the few pictures I took when pregnant with Mr D – my bump at the midway point was hardly noticeable. I guess it shows that my tummy muscles are somewhat less strong than they were back in 2012! That plus experiencing pregnancy at some stage in each year since 2012 means my bump is just too eager to show now.

Bump 18 weeks

It makes me smile the things that people say, and I find myself inwardly sighing most days. The most irritating however is ‘you’re getting big aren’t you’? or asking me how many weeks I am then saying ‘oh, you’re very big already’. I’ve had that a couple of times and I often want to reply with ‘being told you’re getting big stops being a compliment past the age of 10.’ But I don’t. I just sort of ignore it.

I’ve been asked if I know how ‘this keeps happening’. Erm… yes… I worked that one out, thanks. I’ve been asked if we planned this pregnancy (usually prefixed with am I allowed to ask…’ and I’ve lost count of the number of times I’ve been asked if we will have a fourth! Let me have the third one first please! And the old ‘oooh, you’re going to have your hands full aren’t you’ is heard almost daily.

The children are convinced that the tiny baby in mummy’s tummy is a girl and Mr D is already talking about the things we will need to buy for her. I haven’t yet got the first outfit for him/her yet so the children and I will choose something in the coming weeks. Maybe once the 28 week appointment is out of the way after Easter time. I initially thought we were having a boy, but I’ve changed my mind in recent weeks, although that might be because the children always say girl, who knows. There are a couple of girls’ names that I like and I haven’t really thought of boys names yet. There is one I like, but I’m not convinced its ‘our’ name. We should probably give it some thought!

I’m enjoying being at the nice stage of pregnancy now. I have plenty of energy which means I’m finding it easier to stay on top of the household chores and having a big clean of the house isn’t leaving me exhausted. I’m hoping this will last some time as it doesn’t take long for the washing and ironing to pile up as well as the general hoovering, mopping, bed sheet changing jobs etc, as much as both Damian and try to keep on top of it all!

I’m also looking forward to enjoying the spring weather with Mr D and Miss E. I made the decision last weekend to dig out the double pushchair and give it a good clean. Miss E is on a bit of a walking strike at the moment and won’t walk very far before she is asking to be picked up. I can carry her in the Tula for an hour or so, but I feel it that evening and the next day in my hips and pelvis. I think I need to be sensible and make use of the pushchair. It is meaning that I am getting out a bit more this past week in the better weather as I’m not worrying about giving myself too many aches and pains. Plus getting the children out in fresh air, whatever way that happens, is always a good thing.

I’m feeling more and more kicks and movements and the baby is beginning to settle into a more definite pattern of movement. S/he is very active when I head to bed and makes his/her feeling quite clear when one of the children sit on my knee and push against my bump. It won’t be long before they will be able to feel the little prods and kicks. Yesterday Damian was able to feel the outline of an elbow or foot – always a strange sensation, as reassuring as it is.

People tell me that this pregnancy is going fast. It isn’t for me. I feel like I’ve been pregnant for ages!

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