Gosh, thirty weeks. Actually today I’m officially in my thirty first week so I’m even further along but I write this from last week’s perspective.

We got the news last week that the little boy was head down again, which is very good news but he still has until week thirty six to flip around again and he’ll be back in the breach position. He is currently sitting very low in my pelvis which is a strange sensation to say the least. It feels like he is going to fall out each time I take a step. Either that or I feel like I’m going to do a little wee each time I walk.

Great!

“Hi, I’m Cherry, nice to meet you. Oh excuse me, that’s my son, he makes me do little wee’s when I walk”

The little girl continues to stick her head out of the top right hand side of my tummy. She pops up to say “hello” and then ducks back down again. Like a mole trying not to get caught.

What they DO NOT like is when I go to bed. Because I have to lay on my side one of them is always squashed and it would seem that they are not backward at coming forward when wanting to discuss their current position with me. They do this by making a great deal of fuss and moving/kicking the living daylights out of me from the inside. Such naughty Meatballs. I speak to them very sternly and fall asleep………for about an hour before hoisting myself up again to visit the bathroom. This pattern is repeated throughout the night.

Robert LOVES all the movement the babies make as he can clearly see it all going on and he’s started to express a great deal of excitement about them actually getting here.

Excitement is an underrated emotion as far as I’m concerned. Excitement and relief should be experienced in all their glory as they are so life changing and Robert’s excitement rubs off on me which is a great thing right now as my lung capacity has shrunk to near zero as the babies grow and sometimes it’s hard to even breathe.

I have reached the point now when I am going to start getting my hospital bag ready. I’m looking forward to buying things like a new toothbrush and decanting all of my products in to travel sized bottles. My Mum keeps picking up funny looking night dresses when we go shopping and saying how they’ll be good for the hospital. I’ll pull some sort of disgusted face as I have this vision of being resplendent in my chosen hospital attire and not in a highly flammable nightie. But something tells me I may have to stock up on anything big and baggy especially if I have to have a C-Section and I should take her up on her offer of some nightwear.

And on that preparing for the birth note – Robert and I have not been to ONE SINGLE antenatal class.

Oops!

When we remember that there are actual classes that prepare you for the experience we just sort of look at each other and skulk off to another room as if we’ve been caught skipping school.

In all honesty, the thought of going out in the evening and sitting on a floor in a cold church hall learning to breathe is as attractive to me as the aforementioned weeing when walking experience and I just can’t be bothered. Maybe we’ll regret this decision, maybe not, but I’m thoroughly enjoying my evenings with Robert right now especially when we go out for a bite to eat and am too tired to do anything about it.

Another thing that has surprised me, as well as a lot of other people it would seem, is how long I have managed to go in this pregnancy without getting stretch marks.

I’m not kidding when I say that I have had emails asking me where they are, Robert says that he’s noticed they haven’t made an appearance yet and whenever I see someone in the medical profession they look on in surprise and wonder aloud where they could possibly be.

I should say at this point that I still have some growing to do apparently and fully expect them to appear.

But if they don’t I think I have an explanation.

I have greasy skin.

It’s true. I suffered terribly from spots from my teens right in to my early thirties. I even took the drug Roaccutane to get rid of them. Roaccutane is like the nuclear bomb for acne and I was amazed to watch them totally clear up. I was also amazed to see them COME BACK AGAIN!!!!!

I had a terrible outbreak of spots at the start of this pregnancy  but they were on my shoulders and they went away as quickly as they arrived. I can’t keep track of them and I don’t want to try. But I think that the oil which is naturally present in my skin has helped it to stretch a bit more and avoid stretch marks. This is not based on any scientific findings so if you can totally disprove my theory then that’s fine by me. Like I said, I expect them to show up any day as I grow a bit more.

I have also used E45 cream on my belly as it has been very itchy, this has probably helped too.

I’d like to finish today with a short four line poem about stretch marks as it would seem that they can be quite shocking when they appear and I want to be prepared.

I look at my tummy and search for the buggers
Does this happen to all expectant Mothers?
If they do show up it’ll be a bummer!
But that will all disappear when the babies first call out “Mama”

How do ya like THAT!

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Lots of love
Cherry xoxox

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