LIFE: Turning 30

Obligatory Birthday Car Selfie

For some people, turning 30 is the scariest most horrible thing that could happen to them. "Oh my word, I can't believe I'll be 30 this year, aaaaah!!" The amount of times I've seen this status coming up on my social media has really surprised me. Why does turning 30 mean their world has ended?

I personally don't find the age 30 to be life changing in any way. I celebrated my 30th on the 1st April. (Yes, I am an April Fool!) Did I wake up feeling any different to when I was 29? ...No! My outlook is that age really is just a number. I spend most of my time feeling either 19 or 85, depending on whether I am goofing around or in granny mode. So, anyone panicking at turning the big 3 0, please don't worry, just treat it like any other birthday!

Yes I Still Insist On Having My Photo Taken With My Birthday Cake

That is exactly what I did! I am quite silly when it comes to birthdays. I haven't grown out of the childhood glee of opening a present and blowing out the candles on a birthday cake. I know this could change next year when we have a baby of our own, but deep down, I really don't think it will! I don't expect much really, just some nice food, spend some time with the husband and if I get a present (inexpensive is fine) then I'm a happy lady!

Me Being Daft With My Birthday Cake

Well, I really was truly spoilt this year. Not only did Chris get me two bunches of flowers, but he also got me the Kate Spade watch I had been lusting over. Nearly a month later, I still can't get over how shiny and beautiful it is. He also surprised me by taking me out to lunch to Nathan Outlaw's restaurant at St Enodoc Hotel in Rock, Cornwall. We actually settled for the set lunch menu and every course was sublime. As I couldn't drink alcohol, with me being pregnant, it seemed pointless going out. Luckily for me I got to choose how we spent the evening. I decided on snuggles on the sofa, popcorn, ice cream and watching a rom-com together. Perfect! So, turning 30 may not be a huge milestone for me, but it doesn't mean it shouldn't be celebrated... just like every other birthday I will ever have.

The Most Beautiful Watch That I Ever Did See

Do you love or dread your birthday? Does getting "old" weigh on your mind? Let me know in the comments below.

BABY: 23 Weeks Pregnant Update

Today I am 23 weeks and 6 days pregnant. To think I am over halfway through this pregnancy seems unbelievable! Where has the time gone? To say we are both flabbergasted would be an understatement.

I have felt the baby moving for around a month now... at first I wasn't sure if it was wind, but this week has seen the strongest movements that I've felt so far. Sometimes I forget to keep drinking my water, or leave it too long between breakfast and lunch and this is when he seems to get really active. I fear he is telling me off for not keeping him well nourished *hangs head in shame*. Late night/early morning is another highly active time. At the moment the movements are more of a strong flutter, but as he gets bigger and stronger, I can see how he is going to give it some welly!

I haven't felt that tired as I'm still only getting up once in the night to empty my bladder. I'm also making the most of the lay-ins that I can currently have. I know these will probably be the last I will experience for many years to come.

For the past few weeks I have had some pains in the groin, that make it painful to turn over in bed and walk or sit for long periods. We have a midwife appointment next week, so I think I'll mention this to her.

My skin has taken a turn for the worse and a few blemishes have surfaced. I probably exacerbated things when I did a deep pore cleansing mask. I've been mainly make up free for the past few days so hopefully they will clear up soon.

BABY: Gender Reveal!

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We are so excited to have found out that we are having a boy! The ultrasound lady was very confident that he is definitely a boy, although I suppose they can never be 100% certain! 

Truthfully, the important factor for us was finding out that our baby appears to be healthy. Chris has always said he would love a boy and is probably hoping he will be as sports mad as him.

I'm looking forward to shopping for some more boy related clothing. So many places have such gorgeous designs, I really can't wait to splash the cash.

We have a few names that we keep trying out, but for now we are keeping them to ourselves.

Did you find out the sex of your baby? Did you have your heart set on a girl or a boy? 

BABY: The 20 Week Scan

Our 20 Week Scan Photo

The two months between our 12 and 20 week scan seemed to fly by. We had relatives come and visit us down in Cornwall, had Thai Takeaway Day Valentine's Day, I had my winter flu jab and we had our 15 week midwife appointment. Urine was checked (fine), blood pressure was checked (fine), new appointments were booked for May and then we got to listen to the baby's heartbeat again. It was so quick and it made us all giggly and it was a real treat to hear (it can't always be picked up so clearly at this stage in the pregnancy) but we were soon sent on our way back home as happy as could be. Apart from that nothing exceptional happened apart from me watch my expanding waistband get increasingly larger.

The date for our 20 week scan was scheduled for the day after my birthday, so the week running up to the scan I was probably thinking more about what Chris had planned for me than getting myself preoccupied with the scan like last time. (In case you wondered.. the boy did good! I may write a blog post on this next week.)

Our scan was much later in the day, and like before, our appointment was probably a little delayed but I wasn't feeling anywhere near as nervous as before. After a small wait another lovely lady showed us into the room, which was basically the same set up. We knew from the hospital letter that we had received that this scan would be longer than the previous one due to them checking the main organs for any abnormalities.

After assuming the same "leggings lowered, top raised" position, the cold goo was again placed on my tummy and our much larger baby was up on the screen for us both to see. I can only really compare this scan to when you check your lottery numbers against the winning results. The lady would zoom in on an organ in the baby's body and check it for abnormalities, measure it, whilst we were waiting for her to say, "Yes, that looks good". For us this was a, "Phew" *circle the winning number* moment. For the next 20 minutes we were getting the most amazing views of our baby's brain, spine, stomach, hands, feet, heart, lungs, kidneys etc and we were circling off all of these winning numbers. By the end of it we really felt like we had won the rollover jackpot (If only!). The lady said that everything seemed fine and that the baby's size was normal for this stage in the pregnancy.

We were then asked if we wanted to find out the sex of the baby. But I'll save that for another blog post! We left feeling excited knowing the sex of our baby and hadn't even made it back to the car before we were ringing family! We also finally felt confident enough to announce the pregnancy to everyone, including the obligatory Facebook post!

Did you enjoy your 20 week scan? Did you find out the sex of your baby? Feel free to let me know in the comments below, I'd love to hear from you!

BABY: The 12 Week Scan

Our 12 Week Scan Photo

Nothing could have prepared us for seeing our little tiny baby on screen for the first time. I had a lot of worries in the weeks running up to the scan. What if we haven't got a baby in there? What if the ultrasound person says I'm too chubby to get a decent picture? Chris was very reassuring during this time and said it would be fine, but when it came to the scan day we were both a combination of excitement and a bag of nerves.

Sitting in the waiting room we both passed the time by creating daft stories for people who walked past us. Half an hour later than our actual planned appointment a lovely lady called us in and got me settled into the dimly lit room. She explained what we should be seeing today and really put us at ease. I will always be thankful for this cheerful and calming lady. You hear of these horror stories where people feel like they are being reprimanded, but in our case we got ourselves a good-un!

After handing her my notes, and confirming we were having the combined screening test, I plonked myself onto the large chair and as she lowered the chair I had visions of being at the dreaded dentist. Thankfully this was a lot less traumatic than my dental experiences. I lowered my leggings, pulled up my top and had some tissue folded over my leggings. Next came the cold, slimy goo and suddenly I had a small hard scanner on my lower tummy. There was a slight pressure, but not enough to make me feel uncomfortable.

Then the screen came to life! There was this tiny little being doing multiple somersaults right in front of our eyes! We both seemed to simultaneously exclaim, "WOW" at the same time and were mesmerised by what we were seeing. As the lady waited for our baby to stay still (the baby was very active!), she finally was able to zoom in and take many measurements for our screening test, my hand gripping hold of Chris' hand tightly. The lady said all measurements were looking good and would get a letter the following week if things were fine or a phonecall in the next few days if they needed to take further tests. She was pretty confident we would receive a letter confirming that we were at a lower risk of Down's Syndrome, which we did.

Then came the dating part of the scan where our due date was worked out. We had provisionally been given a due date of 18th August 2015 from our midwife. With the measurements on screen, this was changed to 20th August 2015. A real summer baby! 

We then saw a nurse who took some bloods from me, which I'm so glad I don't have a problem with. Up until the pregnancy I regularly donated blood throughout the year. After buying a couple of scan photos we were soon on our way back home walking on cloud nine. At this point, we were happy to tell our siblings as well as close friends and relatives. Finally we could share our happiness with them and talk more openly about all things baby. We weren't ready to announce it to the rest of the world yet, so a decision was made to wait until the 20 week scan for that milestone.

Did you have any worries running up to your first scan? Was your experience everything you thought it would be and more? Let me know and comment below..

BABY: The First Trimester

I'm writing this post whilst 23 + 6 weeks pregnant, but thought I would take us back to the first trimester of my pregnancy...

I was 5 weeks pregnant when I actually took the pregnancy test. Initially we thought we wouldn't tell anyone until we had it confirmed at the doctor's surgery. I suppose nothing really ever goes to plan as we pretty much told both sets of parents straight away and swore them to secrecy until we were ready to announce it ourselves. It was all just too exciting! The decision to keep it a secret from everyone else was mainly from the panic that bad things can happen at such an early stage and we didn't want to tempt fate.

I'm not sure if everyone else is as clueless as I was, but I assumed you book a doctor's appointment who do a pregnancy test and, if positive, they hook you up with a midwife. Maybe that is what happens in some parts of the country? Well, here in Cornwall they apparently do things differently. I was registering at the local surgery, with us just having moved here, so informed the nice lady on reception that I was pregnant. I was quickly informed that these days, pregnancy tests are very reliable so there was no need to book an appointment. It was just a matter of filling out a form for the midwife who would contact me to book an 8 week appointment.

So, over Christmas we both had this weird limbo where we were happy at me being pregnant, but still had this uncertainty at the back of our minds that it didn't feel official until a health professional gave us the thumbs up. As it goes, we met our lovely midwife who did the usual form filling, urine checking, blood taking, information giving and organising a 12 week scan with the hospital. I even took another pregnancy test just before the appointment, which was again very much positive. Things definitely felt more real for us.

First Trimester Symptoms:
Tiredness - For pretty much the whole of this trimester I felt very tired. I would end up napping during the afternoon and although my spirits were high, my energy was at an all time low. Chris was brilliant really, he would come home from work at 5pm and cook tea, do most of the housework, help with the laundry etc. Without too much PDA he really was my very own Superman *grabs the sick bucket*.

Morning Sickness - On the subject of sick buckets, I had no morning sickness throughout this trimester. There was a rare moment in Morrisons where the smell of all of the mixtures of food made me feel a bit iffy, but no actual vomiting occurred. The same goes for our fridge. The fridge was my own personal nemesis. I was a million percent certain that there was something rank smelling in there that was making me feel queasy every time I opened it. Much to my annoyance I was assured that it all smelt fine to the non-pregnant nose.

Boobies - Sore boobs soon became a reality. They were so tender, even if I accidentally brushed against things. They did seem to grow a little and become more veiny under the skin. My areolas were noticeably getting darker too, which didn't really bother me, it was the tenderness that was frustrating and, to be frank, a bit of a bitch.

Urination - Frequent urination became noticeable very early on for me. This is probably because I'm one of those naughty people who forgets to drink and so doesn't seem to go as often as I probably should. But boy was I making up for lost time on the peeing front. I would even be getting up during the night for a little wee, which was unheard of in my pre-pregnancy days.

Nasal Problems - As I mentioned before, my sense of smell was definitely heightened, mainly to horrible smelling odours. I also had a permanently stuffed up nose for the whole trimester and got through a mountain of tissues.

Weight Gain - Although I didn't look pregnant, I definitely was more bloated and was finding that I was gaining weight quicker than I would usually. Thankfully it was easy to blame this on the annual Christmas binge eating.

Cravings - I didn't actually have any weird cravings. I did find that philadelphia on a toasted bagel was all I wanted for lunch. I did also go off strong garlicky foods, coleslaw and anything with raw onion in... cooked onion was fine.

This trimester seemed to be over oh so quickly. Have you had similar experiences during your first trimester? Feel free to comment below, I would love to see how yours differed to mine.

BABY: Our Pregnancy Story

Our first photo together where I am actually pregnant! (Bedruthan Steps, Cornwall)

I thought it would be quite nice to put pen to paper and write down how our pregnancy came about. This could be a longer post than usual, so get yourself a cuppa and enjoy!

Having a baby has been something that both myself and Chris have always wanted. We both have two siblings with similar enjoyable upbringings and knew that children would hopefully be on the cards at some point in our lives. I suppose, without even planning it this way, our lives have taken a rather traditional path. Relationship, Marriage then Pregnancy.

To be honest, this probably had more to do with having a relationship with a military man. Marriage typically happens quickly in military relationships, as you cant live in married quarters unless you are actually married. Married quarters make life a whole lot easier when you can potentially be moving every three years.

We married in September 2013 after a few years together and had both made the mutual decision that after Chris returned from a six month tour away in Afghanistan, we would try for a baby. Whilst he was away I finished my last pack of contraceptive pill and didn't go back to the doctors for a repeat prescription.

Chris returned for two weeks R&R in September 2014 and the following month he finally returned for good. During this time we hadn't conceived, and it doesn't matter that your brain tells you that a window of two weeks would make it highly unlikely for successfully conceiving, your heart still feels a little disappointed.

Once Chris returned, we had three weeks before we moved from Norfolk to his new posting in Cornwall. Life had suddenly become very exciting and we were both full of beans at exploring this new part of the country.

Moving forward to the start of December, we celebrated Chris' 30th birthday together and had a whirlwind trip of travelling from Cornwall to Newcastle and back again to go see a Michael Buble concert. Surprisingly I made a decision to not drink, mainly because I was so tired from the journey. I think I also had a faint hope that perhaps I shouldn't drink.... just in case!

Ten days later.....
I had been due on my period this week and it hadn't shown up. Not to get too excited, I told Chris that if it hadn't made an appearance in the next few days, I would take a pregnancy test that we had purchased earlier that week. On 14th December, there was still no sign of my period and I couldn't sleep for thinking about it, so I decided to just bite the bullet and take one of the tests. Can I just say that trying to pee on a stick and simultaneously counting the seconds is a lot harder than I ever thought it could be. Truthfully, I was still thinking the worst, but lo and behold it changed to "pregnant" pretty quickly! The excitement and emotions that came were unbelievable. It didn't feel real! I debated running upstairs and blurting it out to Chris, but I made the decision to hatch a plan and sneakily get back into bed and hide it next to me. The plan was to surprise him with it and have one of those romantic moments that you see on TV.

Chris stirred and got up to use the toilet. In my head I thought this plan was going brilliantly! Now all I had to do was place it on his side of the bed, so when he got back into bed, he would pick it up and read it. This seemed simple enough, but nothing ever goes to plan... especially when you're married to my husband! The toilet flushed, he plodded back into the bedroom, put his dressing gown on and said, "Now I'm up, I think I'll go downstairs and catch up on last night's Match of the Day". He didn't even glance at me or the bed. My romantic plan was scuppered, I had seconds to say something.. anything before he walked out of the room! I opted for "LOOK ON THE BED!" (or something very similar). He finally picked it up and had the look of disbelief that I probably had plastered on my face, I'm not ashamed to say I shed some happy tears as we had a little cuddle.

And yes...... he did then go watch last night's Match of the Day. Who said romance was dead?!

Very Exciting News!

So, I know I know, it's been a while blah blah.. but there is a very important reason why I have been absent since my last post. Yep, you've guessed it, it was probably the opening photo that gave it away? WE ARE HAVING A BABY!!

As you already know, the only baby we have in our lives is the seriously spoilt Alfie the cat. Yes, I am one of those crazy cat ladies who humanises their cat. It's fine though, I've come to terms with this fact. I'm not going to lie to you, amidst all of our gleeful squeals of excitement, we are slightly worried at how jealous Alfie may get when the little one arrives. To be fair though, once the baby is crying at all times of the day and night, I'm sure the jealousy will fade away into something that is more describable as annoyance.

Our family have known for quite a while now and we have also done the obligatory Facebook announcement post (slightly lame but it really is the easiest way to simultaneously let everyone else in our life know that, no, I'm not just piling on the pounds for the fun of it). In fact, to finally have it all out in the open is brilliant and is the biggest weight off my mind. I never thought I would be the girl who would wait until the 20 week scan date to make it public knowledge. I thought I would immediately inform the world as soon as I knew myself, but then the fear settles in that anything could happen to this tiny little bun in the oven, so you put it off and put it off until, suddenly you're half way through the pregnancy! Who knew!?!

So, I think that's it for this post. I may start doing more baby related posts, so if you want to, sit down, buckle yourself in and join us for the roller coaster ride that is the second half of our first pregnancy.