Well it looks like we won’t get a week 40 given that as I type this i am feeding my two day old son. Thats right; Drake William Christopher Eadon was born at 8.46am 21st December. Hooray for not being pregnant at xmas! So of course this week nothing else significant happened in comparison so… Continue reading Week 39 – and behold, a baby is born.
I do love my husband. You know when you spend so much time with someone and you live together, your lives basically conjoin. You see them every morning, you make them coffee, you watch Netflix in the evenings after dinner together. Then you go out, just the 2 of you and spend 4 hours with… Continue reading Week 38 – Come on baby!
First of all I have a similar problem to last week in that it is now Thursday and I am placed firmly on my new office chair (a birthing ball) with my laptop out, and I can’t remember what the hell I did yesterday let alone the rest of the week. But I am sure… Continue reading Week 37 – Baby Shower’s and waiting, lots of waiting.
I have a slight problem with this blog post. This problem being that it is now Thursday and due to the start of maturnity leave excitement/laziness I have only just gotten around to writing it. This is not the problem though. The problem is that I have forgotten what I have done over the last… Continue reading Week 36 – and I can’t remember anything
This week was sponsored by Ikea, and Mood Swings.
Something I would not recommend being 34 weeks pregnant is car travel. Or any kind of travel for that matter. I don’t mean going to work or popping to the shops. I mean 2-3 hours sat on the motorway. This is what we did this weekend although of course it was worth it, but worth… Continue reading 34 Weeks – Xmas Shopping and Anger Issues
Autumn is my favorite time of year, I love the fact that it is almost Christmas, I love the cosy nights in when it starts to get dark early, and I love the multi colored leaves on the ground and on the tree’s.
This week I have gone from walk to waddle in 24 hours and baby seems to have had a growth spurt as bump is not only appearing bigger but it would seem his little feet/hands/knees/elbows are constantly popping out of my tummy looking and feeling like some sort of spontaneous hernia.
It finally happened, the thing that I have dreaded since getting pregnant: it was responsible for our salvation in War of the Worlds, it’s the pharmaceutical industries bread and butter, and it’s the reason we stock up on chicken soup and vicks vaporub. That’s right, the common cold. And I caught one.
So I am reading the new Bridget Jones Baby book. When I say reading I am technically having it read to me as it’s an audio book. I am also actually properly reading Inferno.