OK, I'm actually writing this when I am 28 +5 weeks pregnant. Last week was a busy week as we travelled from Cornwall to London to go see Fleetwood Mac (Yes, they were amazing) and it took me a few days to recover from the travelling. Then I just got lazy. But, if you can't be lazy in your third trimester of pregnancy, when can you?!
Before I write anything else, I must apologise for the photo. I've actually taken this today so it is probably more of a 28 week bump photo (Sorry). Also, I'm not wearing pyjamas, I promise, these are wide legged trousers and a vest top. I may have just got out of the shower and was in the middle of a hot flush after setting up the camera. I really couldn't be bothered to do anything with my hair or put any make up on, so this is me 'au natural'. I hope you haven't had too much of a fright!
We spent the Saturday before last stocking up on yummy food for a Eurovision gathering we went to later on in the evening. We had the good idea of nipping into LIDL and then walking over to Morrison's next door, instead of having the hassle of finding another parking space. This is probably a 4 minute walk for non pregnant people. I swear this took me 15 minutes! And even then I was a bit out of breath and ready for a sit down. So, to say walking is getting harder would be an understatement.
Throughout the week I have been waking up with more breast leakages. Some days have been hardly worth mentioning but other have been more substantial. I have now got myself a sleep bra and some breast pads, so no more ruined PJ tops or bed sheets!
I've not seen any extra stretch marks on my tummy, but maybe a few on my hips. I'm still liberally applying lotions and oils twice a day, mainly to keep my skin hydrated and prevent itchiness.
My midwife appointment went without a hitch. Blood pressure was fine, no glucose in my urine (YAY), our baby's heartbeat was also good and our baby was lying on the right. Supposedly, according to my midwife's knowledge of old wives tales, if the baby is a girl the heartbeat sounds like a galloping horse and lays on the left. If the baby is a boy the heartbeat sounds like a train and lays on the right.
The 5 hour journey to High Wycombe (then the tube to London) followed by the same journey back to Cornwall involved a fair amount of walking (who knew The O2 was so large), which in turn lead to the dreaded swollen ankles and feet and sheer exhaustion. The afternoon naps may be making a comeback.
That pretty much sums up this update. Have you heard many old wives tales regarding the gender of babies? If so, let me know in the comments.
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