29 Weeks Pregnant

I am most certainly in the third trimester and I am starting to feel it now.  Whilst compared to most, this pregnancy is still pretty plain sailing, having two toddlers at home means that the vital rest I need just isn't happening.  I can feel the strain on my body if I overdo it, and with Dylan having had a bad week and weighing rather more than he did last time I was pregnant, I have found myself struggling to lift him, and feeling it all the next day if I do.

There are points in each day where I feel invincible, and I think I have finally got the energy back, but by 2pm, I am ready to curl up for a nap and there is no sound more welcome than the bloke's key in the door at the end of the day.  Generally I am not too bad, and I am thankful that the boys have a nice nap together in the afternoon so I get a chance to have a little snooze or at least put my feet up.

Forgot to take the picture so this was an emergency snap outside Tesco!

Bump appears to be growing again and I am asked several times per day whether I think he will be here for Christmas (I hope not!!).  Most of my maternity tops are no longer reaching my jeans, and I think by the next update I will be living in dresses and leggings! I still love my maternity jeans, but by 7pm you can usually find me in some comfy pj bottoms as they are much easier to lounge in. Although bump is measuring big, they aren't concerned, and I won't see the midwife again until 34 weeks now.  

This fortnight has been all about the cheese, and seeing the Christmas varieties is only fuelling the craving.  I have been eating balls of mozzarella straight from the packet, and getting through plenty of the baking camemberts with a crusty bread to dip.  Cream cheese on crackers and blocks of cheddar as a snack and I am wondering why I make big babies?! 

As for being prepared, we are no further really than we were 20 weeks ago.  The baby's nursery is currently a dumping ground, we need to buy furniture, a crib, a carrycot for the buggy, a new outfit for Pretzel to wear home and all the other practical things that babies need.  I did get my new sling today though, a Papoozle, and I can't wait to snuggle up with my baby.

We are no closer to choosing a name and I think much like our little Squish, this baby may be born as Pretzel (and stay that way until we are forced to make a decision).  I hope that once Christmas is out the way and we begin 2015 we start getting ready for the arrival of our little boy.

(This post was written at 29 weeks but with Christmas and everything else, posting it seemed to get missed!)