Another milestone (I like 12 weeks, 20 weeks, 25 weeks, 30 weeks, 35 weeks and of course the big 40 weeks!). Some days I still can’t believe I’m pregnant (apart from the physical signs of course) and others, baby kicks me so hard I am jolted and reminded again.
This week, Phoebe actually ‘saw’ Bubba V move inside my tummy. He/she gave the biggest kick, and without me reacting, Phoebe knew exactly what had happened. She was so excited! Apart from my sister and I, no one else has been able to feel Bubba V move yet. I really can’t wait til Hubby can feel the movements too! There are definitely times of the day or after I eat certain things that Bubba V is more alert, like around 9pm when I go to bed, or straight after I eat ice-cream.
Pregnancy insomnia has set in. No matter how exhausted I am after my days events, I jump into bed and sleep just wont come until about 11pm. Then I am awake aroun 2:30am, which was the same when I was pregnant with Phoebe and ended up being one of her most prominent feed times. My pelvis is giving me great grief this week, I feel as though I have been kicked over and over again by a bloke wearing steel cap boots. I stuggle like an old woman to get out of seats and bed, and walk with a very well defined waddle.
Although I know I am growing, I feel as though my belly is staying the same. I hear a lot of people say with their second they pop out quickly and then plateu out for a while. It hasn’t stopped people telling me how huge I am though and really, I’m quite over it. Seriously, every body is different and there are MUCH nicer ways to say things. And while we are on the topic, yes ok, I guess I am still a bit emotional!!
The playroom is almost complete. Hubby has worked his arse off every night after work. He’s tired, I can see it, but he wants it done before Christmas and well, that isn’t too far away now. Once completed, a big clean out of toys, the study and of Phoebe’s room (along with a little revamp).